Pines stand in this world as tall as a lightning strike, usually beneath a dubious sky. They are odiferous and sticky, and much given to sough and birr. The Pine, a tree when it gets to that, regards whimsy with whimsy, and so should you. Barred from distant travel, Pines grab hard the land. Their best trick is the pinecone, also called strobilus for the fun of it. These planetary dainties fall into the category of gymnosperms and can only be released from that name when used decoratively. The Pine is not just a conifer, it is an evergreen, which certainly gives you plenty to think about. Long verdant winters tell the tale for the pine. Its plucky needles perform photosynthesis as easy as kiss my hand. Staunch Pines stand strong thru the seasons, abiding like a plainsong. You would do well to follow their lead.
Walking is not walking if Gertrude chooses not to walk. The premise: Gertrude Stein is not walking. She may be on a boat, not walking, crossing the wide ocean sea. Leaving inevitable France but not walking. Dramatic but not walking. Sentenced but not walking. There were days of walking but not this day. Reading or just looking but not walking.There were sentences full of walking but not walking. Talking maybe but not walking in or out. A time lived and walking was done then if not now. It was a doing and it was a done. Not forgetting Alice who may have had walking done or even doing. The annals say Leo Stein walked along, up to and including the degree of not walking, along. Those flower names walked along, Matisse, Picasso, Laurencin, in varieties. An adding war or two closed or opened anything jump. Apollinaire in the historical. Languages of shapes and sizes bounding for just the time and a little beyond. And that was the how sentence. In that time but also forward until readi...
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