Always

I don't recognize the song

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 11 - you have 18


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower. That happens too often, for what are meant to be familiar pieces. Sometimes I think without context of the original, the flattish tone of these versions loses something along the way.

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

But this could not be one of those times.

The song feels familiar in that way that a new song can— a surprise that makes you change your breathing, stop seeing and listen, feel the world accompanied by the sound.


Always

Always

"G.

Unlocked with In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 4 - you have 4

I have reached a point

Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1; Unlocked with  - you have 4


The harmony is warm but

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

quiet behind the melody. I keep walking at the same steady pace, and the can't help but feel the rhythm of the song and mine are related, even if I can't tell how. It's nice.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 30 - a yike or two!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


Always

Always


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 3 - that doesn't how boats is

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: that doesn't how boats is

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

feeling a little crowded, so I began distributing new frogs in secret locations across the café. But no one was around, so a new wave began to spread across the countertops. Would anyone step in, I wondered, in time to stop the encroakment?

            40
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 56)

            40
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 56


Always

Always

It is raining,

Unlocked with  - you have 4; Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1


"Places far and wide

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            40
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 63)

            40
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 63

will be our homes. And anyone who looks will see: this is Our place in the galaxy."

You've gained 7 x Paper Frog (new total 63).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

feeling a little crowded, so I began distributing new frogs in secret locations across the café. But no one was around, so a new wave began to spread across the countertops. Would anyone step in, I wondered, in time to stop the encroakment?

            40
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 42)

            40
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 42


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"Places far and wide

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            40
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 49)

            40
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 49

will be our homes. And anyone who looks will see: this is Our place in the galaxy."

You've gained 7 x Paper Frog (new total 49).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I can't stop thinking about. Well, rewatching it— I don't know how many times it's been— years since I first saw it— but it gets better every time.

I find I like, now,

I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the parts that I didn't much care for the first time around. Like the music, which is strange and dissonant and deliberately so— or at least it deliberately pays its dissonance no mind.


Always

Always


Well, that's not really true.

I find I like, now,

I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

It pays it a great deal of mind. It also invents a word: "qualiscopic". I'm not entirely sure what it was meant to mean. I like it. And the video does have some quality scope (it just keeps going! I forgot all about the last half of it!).— Maybe I want to watch it again. Maybe.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 22 - congratulations!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a tiny little thing— landed just outside my window. Black and white, in some pattern resembling stripes that I'm sure has a specific birding name. Or maybe it's just "stripes".

As I went to get my tablet,

A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and take a photo, it hopped just out of view. So when I came back and couldn't see it, I waited.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


And it was a slow feeling

As I went to get my tablet,

A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that it had left. I might have seen it again if I hadn't turned for that moment. But I wanted the photo, since it looked nice just there. (Well, of course. It looked nice.)

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 48 - some thing that i thought!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 48 - some thing that i thought

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: some thing that i thought

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Always

Always


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


Always

Always


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

feeling a little crowded, so I began distributing new frogs in secret locations across the café. But no one was around, so a new wave began to spread across the countertops. Would anyone step in, I wondered, in time to stop the encroakment?


Always

Always


"Places far and wide

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            40
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 71)

            40
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 71

will be our homes. And anyone who looks will see: this is Our place in the galaxy."

You've gained 8 x Paper Frog (new total 71).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

I was watching a video the other day

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 21 - you have 22


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

feeling a little crowded, so I began distributing new frogs in secret locations across the café. But no one was around, so a new wave began to spread across the countertops. Would anyone step in, I wondered, in time to stop the encroakment?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"Places far and wide

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            79
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 81)

            79
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 81

will be our homes. And anyone who looks will see: this is Our place in the galaxy."

You've gained 10 x Paper Frog (new total 81).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I wanted to look up Trilliums, because I don't know what one looks like. (My mom would. I could ask her.) It turns out they're a whole genus of flowers, all with three petals, except for when they have four. Like clovers, except I don't think clovers are trilliums.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

They're found all over Asia and North America.

I found a kind that are native to here, and they're also called a whip-poor-will flower.


Always

Always


I knew I'd heard of that before.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

A whippoorwill is a bird. Apparently it's named after the sound it makes. I bet the flower doesn't make that kind of sound. So why is it called that?— I started reading about Scots after that. I don't remember how I got there. If I found out why that silent flower is named for sound, I don't remember.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 10 - la trahison des renés!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 10 - la trahison des renés

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Always

Always


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a tiny little thing— landed just outside my window. Black and white, in some pattern resembling stripes that I'm sure has a specific birding name. Or maybe it's just "stripes".

As I went to get my tablet,

A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and take a photo, it hopped just out of view. So when I came back and couldn't see it, I waited.


Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

with the clear and sun makes me feel older. Like— "I read the news today..." It's not unpleasant, but I wish it were raining.

It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Raining, I mean. I saw the wet little spots on the sidewalk first. Weird, how you know it must be raining on you, too, but you don't feel it right away. Then they outnumbered the dry. Then I felt it.


And it was a slow feeling

As I went to get my tablet,

A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that it had left. I might have seen it again if I hadn't turned for that moment. But I wanted the photo, since it looked nice just there. (Well, of course. It looked nice.)

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 53 - she's so!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I should probably get inside, I thought.

Go back. Heh. "Back to school." But there's still time. No need for any of that yet. Wait until you are different. Until the rain changes your mind.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 20 - red spiders red spiders!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 20 - red spiders red spiders

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always

A moment passes

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note...


Always

Always


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

feeling a little crowded, so I began distributing new frogs in secret locations across the café. But no one was around, so a new wave began to spread across the countertops. Would anyone step in, I wondered, in time to stop the encroakment?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


"Places far and wide

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            40
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 57)

            40
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 57

will be our homes. And anyone who looks will see: this is Our place in the galaxy."

You've gained 8 x Paper Frog (new total 57).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


There's a girl outside

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

wearing a bright blue raincoat. Have I seen it before? If she turned around, would I recognize the face under that hood?

Probably not.

There's a girl outside

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I'm no good with faces. (Or maybe that's not true. I always say that I'm bad at faces, and bad at names, but I wonder if I just don't do enough to remember. Do I need to pay more attention? Do I need to use people's names more often? How often do I know someone with no idea from where! But I don't want to guess and be wrong. It would be so terribly rude.)


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


She's turned to say something

Probably not.

There's a girl outside

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

to the girl next to her. She smiles. No, I don't know her. But the coat is nice. Right now, it could almost be the sky.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

This time I find

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I have picked up the backing sheet of my note pad. There are none left. The sun shines on a sea of green.

            80
            You need 80 x Paper Frog  (you have 81)

            80
            Unlocked with 80 x Paper Frog  - you have 81


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


I remember:

This time I find

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in the small front pocket is another frog, from an older batch. But this one doesn't join the ranks in the café. I still hold on to it.

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

You now have 1 x Blue Paper Frog.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I wanted to look up Trilliums, because I don't know what one looks like. (My mom would. I could ask her.) It turns out they're a whole genus of flowers, all with three petals, except for when they have four. Like clovers, except I don't think clovers are trilliums.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I found a kind that are native to here, and they're also called a whip-poor-will flower.


I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower. That happens too often, for what are meant to be familiar pieces. Sometimes I think without context of the original, the flattish tone of these versions loses something along the way.

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The song feels familiar in that way that a new song can— a surprise that makes you change your breathing, stop seeing and listen, feel the world accompanied by the sound.


I knew I'd heard of that before.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

A whippoorwill is a bird. Apparently it's named after the sound it makes. I bet the flower doesn't make that kind of sound. So why is it called that?— I started reading about Scots after that. I don't remember how I got there. If I found out why that silent flower is named for sound, I don't remember.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 47 - shhhhhhhhh!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


The harmony is warm but

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

quiet behind the melody. I keep walking at the same steady pace, and the can't help but feel the rhythm of the song and mine are related, even if I can't tell how. It's nice.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 45 - and trust it for a while!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 45 - and trust it for a while

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.

I turn this note over

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

to make sure there isn't some kind of secret on the double reverse. Nothing but blue which isn't green yet can't be only dark.

            1
            You need 1 x Blue Paper Frog  (you have 1)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Blue Paper Frog  - you have 1


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


The top edge

I turn this note over

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

of the note curls away. I straighten it, then begin folding. Corners to edges, then bring them in— flaps up— edges in again— then the bit leftover— lucky this paper isn't quite square— I am left with a tiny paper frog. Where can it go? I could leave it, for someone to find. But— front pocket will do for now.

You've gained 1 x In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon (new total 5).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

feeling a little crowded, so I began distributing new frogs in secret locations across the café. But no one was around, so a new wave began to spread across the countertops. Would anyone step in, I wondered, in time to stop the encroakment?


The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and the sun low, so its shadow covers most of the view out the window. Across the street a car is parked, and on the edge of the roof of the car is the sun, glinting.

How does that work?

The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The sun is behind the building. Where could it be reflecting from, that it hits the car and reaches a window in the opposite side? I suppose the shadow isn't complete darkness. Light gets in from somewhere, and one of those places is here.


"Places far and wide

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            40
            You need 40 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 79 x Paper Frog (you have 64)

            40
            Unlocked with 40 x Paper Frog  - you have 64

will be our homes. And anyone who looks will see: this is Our place in the galaxy."

You've gained 7 x Paper Frog (new total 64).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


In a minute

How does that work?

The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the brightness recedes. Maybe it's moved to another window, now. Or maybe to see it you had to be just here within a few minutes, and looking the right way. (I wonder if it happens every day.)

You've gained 1 x Singular Perspective (new total 2).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 13 - heh!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Always

I have reached a point

Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1; Unlocked with  - you have 5

It is raining,

Unlocked with  - you have 5; Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Is that why it's called that? I bet I could look that up. Maybe later. And what about "sleep"? What does sleep smell like? I don't quite understand that.

But it does have a lovely sound.

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"Lemongrass and sleep". And maybe it's there for the rhyme. What does it rhyme with? I don't remember the next line.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


There are others, of course.

But it does have a lovely sound.

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"But to her..." might be my favorite. At once all the sadness and links. And there's something about that makes me smile. And why? And why.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 42 - a world of silt and clay!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 42 - a world of silt and clay

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


Always

Always


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

when I think I think of nothing, and as a remedy I reach into my bag and pull out a sticky note. It's an odd shape: not quite square, but only just; longer than it is wide. But it is perfect for doing origami, if you don't know how to do origami.

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

feeling a little crowded, so I began distributing new frogs in secret locations across the café. But no one was around, so a new wave began to spread across the countertops. Would anyone step in, I wondered, in time to stop the encroakment?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"Places far and wide

The table was at this point

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

will be our homes. And anyone who looks will see: this is Our place in the galaxy."

You've gained 7 x Paper Frog (new total 71).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and the sun low, so its shadow covers most of the view out the window. Across the street a car is parked, and on the edge of the roof of the car is the sun, glinting.

How does that work?

The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The sun is behind the building. Where could it be reflecting from, that it hits the car and reaches a window in the opposite side? I suppose the shadow isn't complete darkness. Light gets in from somewhere, and one of those places is here.


Always

Always


In a minute

How does that work?

The building is tall

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the brightness recedes. Maybe it's moved to another window, now. Or maybe to see it you had to be just here within a few minutes, and looking the right way. (I wonder if it happens every day.)

You've gained 1 x Singular Perspective (new total 3).

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 23 - owl!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

with the clear and sun makes me feel older. Like— "I read the news today..." It's not unpleasant, but I wish it were raining.

It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Raining, I mean. I saw the wet little spots on the sidewalk first. Weird, how you know it must be raining on you, too, but you don't feel it right away. Then they outnumbered the dry. Then I felt it.


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


It was, earlier.

Something about sitting

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Go back. Heh. "Back to school." But there's still time. No need for any of that yet. Wait until you are different. Until the rain changes your mind.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 1 - is it raining?!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I can't stop thinking about. Well, rewatching it— I don't know how many times it's been— years since I first saw it— but it gets better every time.

I find I like, now,

I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the parts that I didn't much care for the first time around. Like the music, which is strange and dissonant and deliberately so— or at least it deliberately pays its dissonance no mind.


I forgot about

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the candy in my pocket. It was someone's birthday, I think, and they brought packets to share. That sort of thing is probably harder now that we're in multiple classes over the course of a day. So: weird, but nice.

I won't say no to candy,

I forgot about

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

but I put it in my pocket. I feel weird eating in front of other people, even if they are, too.


Well, that's not really true.

I find I like, now,

I was watching a video the other day

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

It pays it a great deal of mind. It also invents a word: "qualiscopic". I'm not entirely sure what it was meant to mean. I like it. And the video does have some quality scope (it just keeps going! I forgot all about the last half of it!).— Maybe I want to watch it again. Maybe.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 24 - red pushing down on the green!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 24 - red pushing down on the green

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: red pushing down on the green

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I won't say no to candy,

I forgot about

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Now, these colors present an opportunity.

Brown is the root. Green for the fifth. Maybe yellow is the seventh. Blue— something out of key. Augment. Jump a tritone. Anything.

I'll hold on to the blues. Those ones are good to share, I think.

You've gained 1 x Piece of Blue Candy (new total 3).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that drifts insistent down from the bell tower. That happens too often, for what are meant to be familiar pieces. Sometimes I think without context of the original, the flattish tone of these versions loses something along the way.

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The song feels familiar in that way that a new song can— a surprise that makes you change your breathing, stop seeing and listen, feel the world accompanied by the sound.


Always

Always


The harmony is warm but

I don't recognize the song

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

quiet behind the melody. I keep walking at the same steady pace, and the can't help but feel the rhythm of the song and mine are related, even if I can't tell how. It's nice.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 54 - good news!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that I wanted to look up Trilliums, because I don't know what one looks like. (My mom would. I could ask her.) It turns out they're a whole genus of flowers, all with three petals, except for when they have four. Like clovers, except I don't think clovers are trilliums.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I found a kind that are native to here, and they're also called a whip-poor-will flower.


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


I knew I'd heard of that before.

I remembered today

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

A whippoorwill is a bird. Apparently it's named after the sound it makes. I bet the flower doesn't make that kind of sound. So why is it called that?— I started reading about Scots after that. I don't remember how I got there. If I found out why that silent flower is named for sound, I don't remember.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 14 - we'll let our audience and the folks at home get a closer look at ms. schlitzwhistle, and at the same time we'll tell them exactly what her line is!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 14 - we'll let our audience and the folks at home get a closer look at ms. schlitzwhistle, and at the same time we'll tell them exactly what her line is

does wonder.

we'll let our audience and the folks at home get a closer look at ms. schlitzwhistle, and at the same time we'll tell them exactly what her line is:14

Rambling Mind: we'll let our audience and the folks at home get a closer look at ms. schlitzwhistle, and at the same time we'll tell them exactly what her line is

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where the trail is crossed by a road. There is a stop sign, which I think is more for the railroad track the trail follows for a time. A car reaches the line just as I the crosswalk. It starts forward for a moment, then quickly halts again as I step into the street. I am The Pedestrian; I have the Right of Way.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a fantastic phrase made unremarkable by regular use. Everyone has the right to way; to make way, to take way, to go way.— No, none of those quite work as interpretation. Way is way is all.


I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


And when paths cross

"Right of way" is

I have reached a point

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the right cannot be held by all at once; but it is not needed by one forever. So, it trades places until everyone has passed; everyone until there are more, that is; way is never done. That car is further down the road and I am still following the trail.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

discover slowly that one of my ears is hearing differently than usual. My own breathing is amplified, but sounds entering it from the air are turned away. Like when you get on a plane, or off, and there's too much (too little?) pressure in your ears. But no reason.

Is that what

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

an ear infection is like? I never got those when I was younger. Back  when I could go to the doctor, and they'd explain something like this. Yes, you have an ear infection. Fruit juice is forming crystals in you. Your appendix ruptured.

Today it happened in both ears.

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

And I could still hear, but just. So I went through the day and listened carefully, for when I didn't there was noise.

I lay in bed

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and hear at regular intervals a rushing. Not quite regular. Every now and then it seems the tempo is a little faster, a little slower. But the changes are small.


Always

Always


It sounds like two directions—

I lay in bed

Sometimes I wake up and

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I cannot decide if it is in, out; left, right; up, down; forward, back. I listen again. Are there directions? If I imagine it is two overlapping sounds it seems that way to me. Then again it is one. How could this be something I control? I listen to the sound of my head.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 2 - shame inferno: musty frog!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 2 - shame inferno: musty frog

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: shame inferno: musty frog

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Is that why it's called that? I bet I could look that up. Maybe later. And what about "sleep"? What does sleep smell like? I don't quite understand that.

But it does have a lovely sound.

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"Lemongrass and sleep". And maybe it's there for the rhyme. What does it rhyme with? I don't remember the next line.


"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Look this one up. No, not with a reference. (Is it day?) Just up there, at the top."

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I remember that I was walking, and resume. On this section of the trail there are painted arrows and dotted lines in different colors. They must be for some project, but whose and what I could not say.


There are others, of course.

But it does have a lovely sound.

Does lemongrass smell like lemon?

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

"But to her..." might be my favorite. At once all the sadness and links. And there's something about that makes me smile. And why? And why.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 4 - draw one!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


At first I thought

In a moment

"G.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the lines were chalk, but of course chalk could be destroyed by rain. Sometimes that is a feature. I wonder how the paint might be removed, when the project is done. Maybe it won't be.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and I have come unprepared. There's nowhere I particularly need to be— not for a while; not until the rain stops— but if I am to stay home first I need to get there.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I step out into the downpour, picking up speed but refusing to run. Soon my head is soaked— that was a given— but I am worried about my feet. Rippled sheets run across the sidewalks; puddles could be ponds between; a passing car turns up spray.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always


It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


I step quick and rhythmic.

There's nothing for it.

It is raining,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I know exactly where I must go. There is nothing for it. Then a determination settles on me, and I think this is how it's done. My choices are certainties; I am satisfied with small inexorable.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a tiny little thing— landed just outside my window. Black and white, in some pattern resembling stripes that I'm sure has a specific birding name. Or maybe it's just "stripes".

As I went to get my tablet,

A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and take a photo, it hopped just out of view. So when I came back and couldn't see it, I waited.


Always

Always


And it was a slow feeling

As I went to get my tablet,

A bird—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

that it had left. I might have seen it again if I hadn't turned for that moment. But I wanted the photo, since it looked nice just there. (Well, of course. It looked nice.)

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 41 - [::-1]!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon

I learned a lot about the way of things.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

A green frog, folded from a sticky note. It jumps.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Paper Frog

I read once that frogs can fall from the sky with the rain, and that people had seen it happen for a long time before anyone knew how they got up there.

Tablet in a Blue Case

I have often thought it stands out too much from the grey-and-black that is the norm.

Singular Perspective

I imagine a ray travelling outward, and bouncing off every thing.

Blue Lens

How often can you look through this and see the same color?

Treasure Hunt Clue

It's numbered, so I know this is not the first. It looks like only this was never found. (I think.)

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

I don't think the color corresponds to any particular flavor. Not this time.

Illustrated Book

The size makes it very intimidating, but much of the story is told in full-page illustrations. It's a perfectly manageable amount of text.

Storm-Blue Sky

Maybe what you're looking for just happens to be far away from here. Maybe.

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


Always

Always