mini paper bags

from the variety shop

in ocean park, maine.

1st day of vacation

rushing over in our flip-flops,

loose change in hand to

fill our sacks to the brim.

you would see them later

cheerily perched in

random spots

scattered about in the

 communal livingroom.

catching sight of one makes me feel this childlike thrill of anticipation.

i have nearly the same reaction to this old year giving way to the new.

the wrappers often don’t hold what we expect them to,

but tasting to test them is always interesting.

 i’m so ready to open up 2012

and give it a try.

 ‘rushing’ taken from 18:4 in proverbs.