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.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and so I have no trouble folding this sticky note into the shape of a frog. I set it on the table in front of me, vivid on the greyish tabletop.


She's turned to say something

Probably not.

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?

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.)

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.

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.

Paper Frog

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

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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 return to my tablet.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The frog waits, watchful, without the barest hint of movement. Expectant.

You now have 1 x Paper 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

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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...

Now the sun is brighter

Unlocked with Under Amber Skies 8 - you have 8

and the yellow tinge of everything is fainter— some other colors have been allowed to sneak by...


Always

Always

It is raining,

Unlocked with  - you have 2; Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1


Now the sun is brighter

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and the yellow tinge of everything is fainter— some other colors have been allowed to sneak by. As I walk I glance around and there is no one. But I am still in view of the school, so I start walking.

There is a bike trail

Now the sun is brighter

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

which runs close to the school. I imagine at some point I will have to turn around and head back, but for now there is grey asphalt and long yellow grass and trees which are no more brown than the ground.


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 do not know where this trail leads,

There is a bike trail

Now the sun is brighter

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

or in which direction I am following it. I pass a sign which I imagine to be a mile marker, though there is no label given to the faded white "3" painted on worn wood. It is on the other side of the path, so perhaps in this direction it is counting down. Then there is plenty left to walk, that I will turn around before I run out.

You've gained 1 x Under Amber Skies (new total 9).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

mindful of the angle of introversion: largest

swath of the room with no people in. so,

the corner with the column such that scant

few seats unbroken lines of sight to me

It's empty.

the feeling not poorly, maybe, unopposed

to presence of it; reaction to a turn for sadness,

that this fondly person down. sad not to me, then?

no trust in this feeling, that goodness out of bad


Always

Always


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

step and little fall by grass-covered dip with

rocks in. ah! not all flat as first sight; but a gap

as wide as the height of the grass not secret.

far then, for any imperfection in the near-horizon.

You've gained 1 x The Golden Hour (new total 2).


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.

Paper Frog

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

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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.

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?

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.


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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 2 - shame inferno: musty frog!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

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

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

If there is anyone else

Unlocked with ; Unlocked with Under Amber Skies 9 - you have 9

on the path, I don't want to see them...


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 43 - the marrow of trees!


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?


If there is anyone else

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

on the path, I don't want to see them. So I walk along the edge, watching the gravel and snakegrass. I try not to pay attention to the sound of my own footsteps.

Then there is

If there is anyone else

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a spot of light on the ground. I lean to look at it. Someone must have dropped it without noticing, leaving it nestled to the side.


Always

Always


It's a little translucent die.

Then there is

If there is anyone else

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Just a cube— not any of the fancy polyhedra. Maybe it was part of a set of dice. (I suppose that's most commonly true— where do you get just one?) But if it was anyone's before, I don't imagine they'll find it now.

You now have 1 x Amber Die.

You've gained 1 x Under Amber Skies (new total 10).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

Paper Frog

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

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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 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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


Always

Always


I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a bend in the path approach for some time, now, and it seems impossible at this rate that I should ever reach it. Perhaps new ground is being created in a far-off space between, or what path exists is shifting ever backwards like a treadmill.

Staring at that point

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where all lines converge, I become aware that my walking is bobbing my point of view: up like throwing, down like catch.


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 frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in an ever-widening circle around the original (the Prime) frog. Whether they are speaking or listening is unclear, but they watch as Prime looks outward to the wider world of the café.

            4
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 6)

            4
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 6


Always

Always

I have been watching

Unlocked with In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 2 - you have 2

a bend in the path approach for some time, now, and it seems impossible at this rate that I should ever reach it...


"We cannot know

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            4
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 10)

            4
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 10

what forces languish beyond our world-table, be they kind, or mean; watchful, or uncaring; simple, or complex. We can only see our world to its edge, and know it to be full; and hope in what beyond is so."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 10).


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

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 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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

Blue Lens

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

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


Though it is not winter—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it could be colder— it is not warm, and I am shivering. I left my coat in my locker. I can't well go back and get it, or else I should go back and stay. And I will not stay.

On a day like today,

Though it is not winter—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

shadows aren't much darker than their lights, and the ground is not so bright to look at. So I see the speckling rocks that make up surface, and the faded lines that are its bounds.

And I do not think

Though it is not winter—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

but maybe act as though looking will prevent me from feeling. So if along the edges of the trail there is something to see I would see it, surely.

            1
            You need 1 x Tablet in a Blue Case  (you have 1)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Tablet in a Blue Case  - you have 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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


And I think to

On a day like today,

Though it is not winter—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

count the number of yellow dashes I pass. Or, how far apart are they? I could get a total distance. I imagine there is a standard for that sort of thing. Or— how would it be applied? One more dash passes. And one more.


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

does wonder.

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.


Always

Always

mornings always the same way, down

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

the stairs to breakfast by formula: eggs,

sausage, fruit, cereal, always the same way,

always the same, and good, that, like

It is raining,

Unlocked with ; Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - 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 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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


mornings always the same way, down

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the stairs to breakfast by formula: eggs,

sausage, fruit, cereal, always the same way,

always the same, and good, that, like

something familiar in the story of one

mornings always the same way, down

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

with or without name, as well, the feeling

sudden on regardless, what a something,

clear as day, only closer, dearest


Always

Always


something familiar in the story of one

mornings always the same way, down

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in a field of yellow grasses flat on rooty

earth, footsteps' leavings upwards rather

than downwards prints; the sun on neck

as ever, shadow naught more than impression.

You now have 1 x The Golden Hour.


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 Lens

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

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


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.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and so I have no trouble folding this sticky note into the shape of a frog. I set it on the table in front of me, vivid on the greyish tabletop.


Always

Always


I return to my tablet.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The frog waits, watchful, without the barest hint of movement. Expectant.

You've gained 1 x Paper Frog (new total 2).


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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 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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


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.


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 Lens

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

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

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 16 - on winking day even the moon!


Under Amber Skies

One day the world is a different color.

In Search of Good Weather

The skies' fallings.

Rambling Mind

Rambling Mind 16 - on winking day even the moon

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: on winking day even the moon

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


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.


Always

Always


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 now have 1 x Piece of Blue Candy.


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


Sometime I would like to see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a windy day thick with paper. Like a storm, all around, little white scraps and the occasional burst of color. Nothing large— wouldn't want it too in the way— but maybe pieces could be torn up, and that would give a visual irregularity, too.

Afterward,

Sometime I would like to see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it would be an awful lot of work to clean up. But maybe we wouldn't— we'd let it all sit like snow, and when it rains it would tamp down and dissolve in fibers flowing away.


Always

Always

Though it is not winter—

it could be colder— it is not warm, and I am shivering...


And in the meantime,

Afterward,

Sometime I would like to see

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I could snatch something out of the air. Small and flitting, with— what inside?

You now have 1 x Bright Blue Envelope.


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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


Though it is not winter—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

it could be colder— it is not warm, and I am shivering. I left my coat in my locker. I can't well go back and get it, or else I should go back and stay. And I will not stay.

On a day like today,

Though it is not winter—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

shadows aren't much darker than their lights, and the ground is not so bright to look at. So I see the speckling rocks that make up surface, and the faded lines that are its bounds.

And I do not think

Though it is not winter—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

but maybe act as though looking will prevent me from feeling. So if along the edges of the trail there is something to see I would see it, surely.


Always

Always


I reach a bridge

And I do not think

Though it is not winter—

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and under it is a trickling creek and beside that are leaves which from where I am standing are lighter nearest, then darker, then darker. So I take my tablet out of my backpack, and get a photo. It's hard to see the screen to tell if it's good, but I don't imagine I would know how to make it better.

You now have 1 x In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon.


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 Lens

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

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


Always

Always

It is raining,

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


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 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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


Is there this much wind

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

on a normal day?— No matter. There is this much wind today, and today already wasn't normal. Trees are shaking, and the places where trees are closer to the path are exactly the places the noise picks up.

Noise has got two definitions.

Is there this much wind

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

It's a sound, and it's a randomness. Which is sometimes also sound.


Always

Always


People say they

Noise has got two definitions.

Is there this much wind

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

hate the former, or at best don't mind it; and the latter can be difficult to deal with, if you're a scientist. The only good noise is the second kind of sound. This is good noise.

You've gained 1 x In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon (new total 2).


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 been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a bend in the path approach for some time, now, and it seems impossible at this rate that I should ever reach it. Perhaps new ground is being created in a far-off space between, or what path exists is shifting ever backwards like a treadmill.

Staring at that point

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where all lines converge, I become aware that my walking is bobbing my point of view: up like throwing, down like catch.

As if to make sure,

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I look downward. My feet put distance behind them, step by step. The ground doesn't appear to be engaged in any mischief.

            1
            You need 1 x Bright Blue Envelope  (you have 1)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Bright Blue Envelope  - you have 1


Always

Always

I have reached a point

Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - you have 1; Unlocked with  - you have 2


There, by the edge:

As if to make sure,

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I almost pass by a white envelope nestled in the grass. On the front is written only "F". It's open, one edge torn.

You've gained 1 x In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon (new total 3).


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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

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

It is raining,

Unlocked with  - you have 3; Unlocked with 1 x Amber Die  - 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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


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


"F.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

'Please be SILENT and LISTEN...' Have you heard of a weird saying like this? If you want to find what you're looking for, UNREAD THE SIGNS."

The day is cloudy,

"F.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and the paper is still bright enough in it to make me squint. I turn the paper sideways, so as to avoid causing confusion for passing planes.

            1
            You need 1 x Treasure Hunt Clue  (you have 1)

            1
            Unlocked with 1 x Treasure Hunt Clue  - you have 1


I notice a corner

The day is cloudy,

"F.

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

of blue past the edge of the paper. On the back is a sticky note, in the same handwriting.

You've gained 1 x In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon (new total 4).


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 remembered today

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 16 - you have 16

that I wanted to look up Trilliums, because I don't know what one looks like...

It is raining,

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


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.


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.


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


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 46 - sssssssssh!


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 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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


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 Lens

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

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.


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?


I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a bend in the path approach for some time, now, and it seems impossible at this rate that I should ever reach it. Perhaps new ground is being created in a far-off space between, or what path exists is shifting ever backwards like a treadmill.

Staring at that point

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where all lines converge, I become aware that my walking is bobbing my point of view: up like throwing, down like catch.

As if to make sure,

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I look downward. My feet put distance behind them, step by step. The ground doesn't appear to be engaged in any mischief.


Always

Always

I have reached a point

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


Can I walk

Staring at that point

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

so that my head stays level? My knees bend a little, and I slow down. Am I doing it? Even now there is an unevenness: slow, fast, slow, fast, or else I cannot carry on. The stepping must be visible somehow.


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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

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?


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.


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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


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 frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in an ever-widening circle around the original (the Prime) frog. Whether they are speaking or listening is unclear, but they watch as Prime looks outward to the wider world of the café.


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.)

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

You now have 1 x Singular Perspective.

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.

Singular Perspective

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

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


"We cannot know

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            4
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 14)

            4
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 14

what forces languish beyond our world-table, be they kind, or mean; watchful, or uncaring; simple, or complex. We can only see our world to its edge, and know it to be full; and hope in what beyond is so."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 14).


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 Lens

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

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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

is long discussion died and explained away, but even when I first heard of it there were those who were already tired and acted annoyed when it was brought up, as I found out. I always saw it was blue and never could get the color to change.

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

the initial interest of learning about it I wasn't too surprised. Such illusions of color were possible, and this was another one. Still, I had fun showing it to people (though my methods may have biased them).


Always

Always


Then the news

I think beyond

That dress

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

came out that the real-life object was, in fact, blue and black. From then on, it wasn't some arbitrary trait or opinion, oh no. You saw it right, or you saw it wrong; and I saw it right from the very beginning, you know. Most people were fooled, but not me. And isn't that so nice and neat?

You now have 1 x Singular Perspective.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 57 - see me after class!


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.

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?

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


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.)


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.


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.

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


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


Always

Always


I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a bend in the path approach for some time, now, and it seems impossible at this rate that I should ever reach it. Perhaps new ground is being created in a far-off space between, or what path exists is shifting ever backwards like a treadmill.

Staring at that point

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

where all lines converge, I become aware that my walking is bobbing my point of view: up like throwing, down like catch.

As if to make sure,

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I look downward. My feet put distance behind them, step by step. The ground doesn't appear to be engaged in any mischief.


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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


There, by the edge:

As if to make sure,

I have been watching

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

I almost pass by a white envelope nestled in the grass. On the front is written only "F". It's open, one edge torn.


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.

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?

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.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and so I have no trouble folding this sticky note into the shape of a frog. I set it on the table in front of me, vivid on the greyish tabletop.


Always

Always


I return to my tablet.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The frog waits, watchful, without the barest hint of movement. Expectant.

You've gained 1 x Paper Frog (new total 3).


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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

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


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.


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.


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 32 - from the "we do it better" state!


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 32 - from the "we do it better" state

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: from the "we do it better" state

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

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

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?

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.


Always

Always


Always

"F.

Unlocked with In the Grey Hours of the Afternoon 3 - you have 3


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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

Bright Blue Envelope

Looks like it's addressed to someone else.


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 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.


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 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 frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in an ever-widening circle around the original (the Prime) frog. Whether they are speaking or listening is unclear, but they watch as Prime looks outward to the wider world of the café.


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.)


"We cannot know

This frog joins the others

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            15
            You need 4 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 15 x Paper Frog (you have 16)

            15
            Unlocked with 4 x Paper Frog  - you have 16

what forces languish beyond our world-table, be they kind, or mean; watchful, or uncaring; simple, or complex. We can only see our world to its edge, and know it to be full; and hope in what beyond is so."

You've gained 2 x Paper Frog (new total 16).


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.

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?

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.


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.

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


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


Always

Always

Once in the elementary school lunch room

Unlocked with Rambling Mind 26 - you have 32

we (I sat with friends back then) had a lull in our conversation, and at the same time every other table went quiet...


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

we (I sat with friends back then) had a lull in our conversation, and at the same time every other table went quiet. Over the course of about ten seconds, we all realized there was no particular reason we'd hushed, and the usual susurrous hum returned.

It's empty.

What silent thing had all the children heard,

that made them whisper, made them fumble for a word, gave them pause long enough to notice everyone else was too? What sort of presence were we under?

What are the chances, I wonder,

It's empty.

of a pause occurring simultaneously in many parallel conversations? How noticeable does the dip in volume need to be, and how long must it last, for people to think something's going on; that people have quieted for a reason?


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.


It's only happened to me the once.

What are the chances, I wonder,

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

Perhaps it's exactly as unlikely as it sounds.

An occurrence! Your 'Rambling Mind' Quality is now 12 - one is won the other tied!


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 12 - one is won the other tied

does wonder.

Rambling Mind: one is won the other tied

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

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

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?

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.


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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?


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 35 - why can't you see me?!


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 35 - why can't you see me?

does wonder.

The Golden Hour

Three. Three? Three.

Paper Frog

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

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?

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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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 went to the art museum

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

a little while ago (though I couldn't spend as long as I liked,) and in a hallway between exhibits there were some works of glass. Vases, and bowls, and other things, across a hundred years or so. I guess that makes it all relatively new.

The largest by far

I went to the art museum

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

were two massive disks of optical glass, one blue, the other clear but maybe a little yellow. And through the clear one you could see the path outside come to a point in the center before returning to being a straight line. What was that shape called? A cusp?


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

we (I sat with friends back then) had a lull in our conversation, and at the same time every other table went quiet. Over the course of about ten seconds, we all realized there was no particular reason we'd hushed, and the usual susurrous hum returned.

It's empty.

that made them whisper, made them fumble for a word, gave them pause long enough to notice everyone else was too? What sort of presence were we under?

What are the chances, I wonder,

It's empty.

of a pause occurring simultaneously in many parallel conversations? How noticeable does the dip in volume need to be, and how long must it last, for people to think something's going on; that people have quieted for a reason?


The blue one had

The largest by far

I went to the art museum

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

some kind of curly imperfections in it, but the outside could still be seen (as though underwater). I only thought afterward that someone chose to put this glass by the windows, that it may be seen through with sunlight. That may have changed more about the sight of it than any feature of the glass itself. And I have no idea who.

You've lost 1 x Singular Perspective (new total 0).

You now have 1 x Blue Lens.


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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

A similar thing happened to one of my friends

in their elementary school. But I've heard of no such thing happening in middle or high school. Perhaps we lose the sense for it, when we get older. Perhaps it's only then we need a reason.

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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Singular Perspective

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

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

and so I have no trouble folding this sticky note into the shape of a frog. I set it on the table in front of me, vivid on the greyish tabletop.


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 return to my tablet.

I do not;

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The frog waits, watchful, without the barest hint of movement. Expectant.

You've gained 1 x Paper Frog (new total 4).


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.


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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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 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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?


A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

too large to be organized in a simple shape: they cluster and scatter across the laminate surface, a veritable army of green pentagons, gazing every which way.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 16)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 16


Always

Always


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

            16
            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 20)

            16
            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 20

and in us is Everything; that we can see, and that we Will know. It shall be too great, perhaps, for any One— but we are not one; we Are; we are Not."

You've gained 4 x Paper Frog (new total 20).


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.

Singular Perspective

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

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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 Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

early enough now the sun— nearly sideways on—

bite in my pear exposes fractive wateries—

these too like stars, like lindous, like gold.

and that suddenish sight— there no others—

It's empty.

yet if for it no trust why so much time in

that space, of time at no speed, of everything

wrong? But the person, whoever, they the

feeling towards, previous speech wrong because


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 Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

of this sight downward not sight but sound of

clouds and soon all cold and wet so torrent, all;

current on the ground like laminar, speed, yet

eddies in holes and holes again, and I down away.

You've gained 1 x The Golden Hour (new total 3).


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 convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.


Always

Always

"G.

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


"But around us

The convocation is now

A moment passes

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

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            You need 16 x Paper Frog  and  no more than 39 x Paper Frog (you have 25)

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            Unlocked with 16 x Paper Frog  - you have 25

You've gained 5 x Paper Frog (new total 25).


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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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

I was watching a video the other day

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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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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.

Singular Perspective

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

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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

but breakfast's end, and from the seat and down

the line between the tables, careful that the plate

still level, all eyes on me,— truly? really? no! glass

on its side; good thing, empty, or what a mess,

It's empty.

what a twist, this tale! that this occurrence for this

character; a little laugh, a little smile at the cleverness;

or else the simplicity (not that the two never together).

then not sad, not bitter, this; yet not light, oh, light,


Always

Always


A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

up above a tear in the earth for light to me, and dimly

through the current's fraction, all else to my eyes, too.

the curving cave walls the frame of a river, surely this

tunnel (and others!) the result of rain's quick erosion.

You've gained 1 x The Golden Hour (new total 4).


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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.

Singular Perspective

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

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.


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 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.


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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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.

Singular Perspective

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

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.


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 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.


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.

Tablet in a Blue Case

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

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?

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.


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.

Amber Die

Smells like— well, like amber. Like rosining.

Blue Umbrella

Is it raining?

Piece of Blue Candy

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


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.

Singular Perspective

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

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?


The bookshelf

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

in the living room was for old books for adults, so I never paid it much mind, content with the ones in mine or my brother's room and various school libraries and book fairs. Now I am drawn to it. These are books my parents have read, have owned, have decided to keep, some from when they were in college or further.

This prism

The bookshelf

A Café on Gardner Street

It's empty.

would sit by the window, and cast an ocean on the floor. It is behind the picture frames, and I think it has sunk to the bottom where blue is black is everything.


Always

Always