Dwindling Returns

This morning – yesterday morning – I ate the handful of jelly beans that I had left, even though I was suffering a slight jelly bean binge induced hangover.

As spring progresses there will be fewer and fewer opportunities to describe the leaves on a tree as being just painted on.

A burnt-out floodlight has left the Space Needle with a gap-toothed smile.

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