Saturday, April 01, 2006

Saturday haiku.

brand new baseball gloves
playdate, shopping, three mile run
suburban bliss, this


Love to all. Even you, the 50-mile-an-hour neighbor.

1 comment:

karen said...

We have several 50-mile an hour neighbors here, too. It's worrysome, because there are tons of kids on our road and the yards are pretty big but there aren't any sidewalks, so there's not really a distinction between the yard and the road. At least there's not one that a pile of elementary school kids recognize. A state trooper moved in across the street (add two elementary kids) and so now there are two families sending regular letters to the township, asking for a speed bump...