The gentlemen at the muffler shop next door lost a bevy of their balloons but they were caught, quite gently, by the oak tree towering above the house. I was reminded of The Red Balloon, a movie that I have not seen since I was a child but I feel a need to look it up.
Also caught was a plastic bag that in this morning’s light with its twists and turns about the branches reminded me of a nautilus shell.
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