#Spotted at a Bohemian Country Fair in Aotearoa New Zealand:
-
#Spotted at a Bohemian Country Fair in Aotearoa New Zealand:
A sturdy young human (8?) in farm clothes and bare feet is waiting oh-so-patiently at a stand with free toffees.
The stall owner is talking to SO many people.
But he waits.
And waits.
And waits until he can shyly ask if he can have one.A small human (3?) has decided that the optimal way to eat her ice cream is from the bottom first...
No, the top...
No! The bottom...
Stopping and scowling.
Why. Isn't. This. WORKING?!A couple (20s?) are slowly making their way through a crowd of people.
She's in front, browsing the interesting things as they go.
He's walking behind, playfully batting the bobbles on her beanie.
Both smiling.
Happy in their own world.A motley crew of small humans (5-8?) are rampaging around an apple shed, shouting and laughing in a VERY piratical way.
Looking for mighty adventures to have and exciting things to poke with their newly found Special Scientific Poking Sticks that sometimes double up as MIGHTY swords.A teen (15?) shyly approaches a poet with a typewriter and shyly asks" "Can you write about my Mum? In a poem?"
Poet (40s?) leans back, gives her a soft smile and says: "Of course. Tell me about your mum."(Continued Below)
-
#Spotted at a Bohemian Country Fair in Aotearoa New Zealand:
A sturdy young human (8?) in farm clothes and bare feet is waiting oh-so-patiently at a stand with free toffees.
The stall owner is talking to SO many people.
But he waits.
And waits.
And waits until he can shyly ask if he can have one.A small human (3?) has decided that the optimal way to eat her ice cream is from the bottom first...
No, the top...
No! The bottom...
Stopping and scowling.
Why. Isn't. This. WORKING?!A couple (20s?) are slowly making their way through a crowd of people.
She's in front, browsing the interesting things as they go.
He's walking behind, playfully batting the bobbles on her beanie.
Both smiling.
Happy in their own world.A motley crew of small humans (5-8?) are rampaging around an apple shed, shouting and laughing in a VERY piratical way.
Looking for mighty adventures to have and exciting things to poke with their newly found Special Scientific Poking Sticks that sometimes double up as MIGHTY swords.A teen (15?) shyly approaches a poet with a typewriter and shyly asks" "Can you write about my Mum? In a poem?"
Poet (40s?) leans back, gives her a soft smile and says: "Of course. Tell me about your mum."(Continued Below)
Any typos spotted in this post spent a delightful 20 minutes on Sunday learning about a rather remarkable and kind woman before writing a poem about her enjoying hangi* with her family. If typos spotted, they'll be waking up, drinking tea and admiring the autumn colours out their window.
*hangi is a traditional Māori way of cooking food in an earth oven.
-
#Spotted at a Bohemian Country Fair in Aotearoa New Zealand:
A sturdy young human (8?) in farm clothes and bare feet is waiting oh-so-patiently at a stand with free toffees.
The stall owner is talking to SO many people.
But he waits.
And waits.
And waits until he can shyly ask if he can have one.A small human (3?) has decided that the optimal way to eat her ice cream is from the bottom first...
No, the top...
No! The bottom...
Stopping and scowling.
Why. Isn't. This. WORKING?!A couple (20s?) are slowly making their way through a crowd of people.
She's in front, browsing the interesting things as they go.
He's walking behind, playfully batting the bobbles on her beanie.
Both smiling.
Happy in their own world.A motley crew of small humans (5-8?) are rampaging around an apple shed, shouting and laughing in a VERY piratical way.
Looking for mighty adventures to have and exciting things to poke with their newly found Special Scientific Poking Sticks that sometimes double up as MIGHTY swords.A teen (15?) shyly approaches a poet with a typewriter and shyly asks" "Can you write about my Mum? In a poem?"
Poet (40s?) leans back, gives her a soft smile and says: "Of course. Tell me about your mum."(Continued Below)
@georgepenney 15-year-olds are carrying typewriters?
-
@georgepenney 15-year-olds are carrying typewriters?
@BackFromTheDud Get thee behind me pedanty pedant!
I just woke up it's a miracle I'm able to write more than AGGHHH at the moment. -
@BackFromTheDud Get thee behind me pedanty pedant!
I just woke up it's a miracle I'm able to write more than AGGHHH at the moment.@georgepenney Sorry. Well, sort of. A bit. Alright, I'm NOT sorry!!
-
@georgepenney 15-year-olds are carrying typewriters?
@BackFromTheDud @georgepenney do they not have hipsters in your part of the world? Probably an old Olivetti portable in a canvas case.
-
@BackFromTheDud @georgepenney do they not have hipsters in your part of the world? Probably an old Olivetti portable in a canvas case.
@allpoints @georgepenney I had one of those way back.
-
#Spotted at a Bohemian Country Fair in Aotearoa New Zealand:
A sturdy young human (8?) in farm clothes and bare feet is waiting oh-so-patiently at a stand with free toffees.
The stall owner is talking to SO many people.
But he waits.
And waits.
And waits until he can shyly ask if he can have one.A small human (3?) has decided that the optimal way to eat her ice cream is from the bottom first...
No, the top...
No! The bottom...
Stopping and scowling.
Why. Isn't. This. WORKING?!A couple (20s?) are slowly making their way through a crowd of people.
She's in front, browsing the interesting things as they go.
He's walking behind, playfully batting the bobbles on her beanie.
Both smiling.
Happy in their own world.A motley crew of small humans (5-8?) are rampaging around an apple shed, shouting and laughing in a VERY piratical way.
Looking for mighty adventures to have and exciting things to poke with their newly found Special Scientific Poking Sticks that sometimes double up as MIGHTY swords.A teen (15?) shyly approaches a poet with a typewriter and shyly asks" "Can you write about my Mum? In a poem?"
Poet (40s?) leans back, gives her a soft smile and says: "Of course. Tell me about your mum."(Continued Below)
@georgepenney Awwww #Poet that made me teary.
-
R relay@relay.mycrowd.ca shared this topic
-
Any typos spotted in this post spent a delightful 20 minutes on Sunday learning about a rather remarkable and kind woman before writing a poem about her enjoying hangi* with her family. If typos spotted, they'll be waking up, drinking tea and admiring the autumn colours out their window.
*hangi is a traditional Māori way of cooking food in an earth oven.
@georgepenney
That is such a lovely scene you writing a poem for the teen.
-
@georgepenney
That is such a lovely scene you writing a poem for the teen.@roytoo It was a bonkers, busy hectic day and that moment was just this gorgeous little oasis of wonderful. She was the sweetest person, just so earnest and obviously wanting to make her mum super happy. An absolute joy.
-
@BackFromTheDud @georgepenney do they not have hipsters in your part of the world? Probably an old Olivetti portable in a canvas case.
@allpoints @BackFromTheDud @georgepenney
An Olivetti Lettera 22 an early laptop. Made in 1950 through early 1960s.
Cut and paste was done with scissors and clear tape. Poems, differential diagnostics, term papers. More than a ream (500 sheets) of yellow paper 9 years of school. Mine was blue this one is my late partners. We shared a lot in common and 40 years together. Best friends who loved each other.
-
R relay@relay.publicsquare.global shared this topic
