Thursday, March 10, 2011

drift wood and party decor

I went to the coast. It was the Oregon coast, so it was gray and misty. A friend of mine had taken some drift wood, not the kind that has fallen from a tree and been tumbled smooth, but pieces of wood that have come from an old building or boat, turned gray and the grain has separated and the wood is rough with dark grooves of charcoal. She was laying it in a frame shape and placing white shells as decoration at the corners. It was going to be her latest style with new creativity. I was going to compliment her, but she seemed busy and the effort to talk loud over the wind didn't seem worth it.

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I was in some .. hmm was almost like an outside warehouse. We had walked up there on a dirt   road that was a bit wet. The warehouse had a wall or fence around it made of plastic and odds n ends. When we came to the entrance there were all kinds of things in the alleys. There were boxes of cratepaper, pinatas, plants, and so on.

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