11 January 2007

A strange start to the day

When I opened my front door this morning, the first thing I saw was this huge balloon, which was grounded in the park across the road. I have to ask myself; why? The Sky Orchestra finished last weekend. There were no other balloons in the sky. Is there a deep meaning - am I haunted by balloons because I want to fly away from everything? Deciding that it was simply a strange start to my day, I got in my car and drove to work, puzzling all the way.

1 comment:

  1. so maybe you're meant to make a balloon quilt!


Make me happy - please leave a comment!

(No anonymous comments, thanks.)