Robert Ostrochovsky

By youoregon1

Life At The Intersection

I sat myself down in some shade at the intersection, looking for a good cross-section of pedestrians. Then waited for the busses.
The cumulonimbus clouds were accumulating also.
Two hours later back home the marble sized hail arrived. I pulled in the strawberry and basil plants from the patio, but the nasturtiums took a beating.

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