remember those avocado green fridges? those harvest gold ranges? the sculpted shag carpeting? the dark cardboard paneling? bellbottoms and butterfly collars? polyester leisure suits? i do. i can still call to mind the faint mildew smell of finished walkout basements, mixed with stale cigarette smoke, and free bird playing on the turntable. it was a very strange time to grow up.
locust leaves in october
vadnais lake trail, saint paul, minnesota
A strange time, but wonderful too. I still love bell bottom jeans and avocado green, but polyester and rust-orange shag carpets give me the creeps.
I like this elegant locust branch and its opportunistic legume companion.