Zappa – michael jarmer

I have friends who don’t like the summer, who are intolerant of even mildly hot weather, absolutely miserable above 80 degrees. I had a professor once, a poet, Vern Rutsala, who absolutely loved the rain and he’d dressfor it even if the skies were perfectly clear. On a day like this the sun is out,Continue reading “#562: Watermelon in Easter Hay”