06 June 2007

rehabilitation, pt. 2

There was another dragonfly down on my way to the Museum of Art four hours later. It got special treatment via a tour of an exhibit, aid in drying, and multiple caretakers. His name was Gregory.

1 comment:

dre said...

alas poor gregory, i knew him well!

he was tired because he flew all the way from guatemala. he is a native of lake atitlan. i´m glad he found a friend in you.

he likes blue tortillas and pinapple, aside from small insects.
i tell you this just in case he couldn´t say it for himself.

tell him ixkik´ says [puchica como volaste tan lejos].