Thursday, May 10, 2018

Poem for Thursday and Garrett Park Gardens

A Glimpse
By Walt Whitman

A glimpse, through an interstice caught,   
Of a crowd of workmen and drivers in a bar-room, around the stove, late of a winter night—And I unremark’d seated in a corner;   
Of a youth who loves me, and whom I love, silently approaching, and seating himself near, that he may hold me by the hand;   
A long while, amid the noises of coming and going—of drinking and oath and smutty jest,   
There we two, content, happy in being together, speaking little, perhaps not a word.


My Wednesday was a Wednesday, meaning I don't have anything of great import to report. It was a gorgeous day here, not too warm, so I went to the park for some fresh air and two Latias raids (my catch rate is 3/4, which is probably my best ever for a legendary on the first day). The bunnies were out, and the one-eyed cat, and I had a Shutterfly freebie coupon requiring that I spend an hour making refrigerator magnets, which is always fun.

Cheryl and I decided that to continue our Marvel marathon, we should watch the Tobey Maguire Spider-Man movies, but wow, did we actually once think these were good? The dialogue is all overwrought in the first one and the acting ranges from outrageously over the top to just awful. I like Kristen Dunst but her entire audition must have consisted of screaming. Because Garrett Park is beautiful beyond the azaleas, here are some more garden photos!









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