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Wednesday, 20 April 2011

warm evening...
a dumped ice cream trickles
towards the kerb

5 comments:

Lorraine said...

that to me smells of summer, good for you!

Devika said...

speak of rising temperature with icecream....works fine, Frank, and it makes me think of all the children and youth in streets - good one, and good sets here, Frank :)

wishes,
devika

Bill said...

As it must to all ice creams . . .

Very good, Frank.

Rudi Pfaller said...

It's what painters call "still life". Just one moment in the life of the observer and in the life of this person who dropped the ice cream: a small tragedy.

Fine observeration of a scene meaning nothing and meaning a lot.

Best wishes
Rudi

Adelaide said...

And somewhere there is probably a child crying.Brings back a memory.

Adelaide