Highs and lows

I had to stand well above the top of that ladder to cut branches supposedly blocking a TV signal (didn’t help). Unfortunately I can’t seem to access R’s pictures of me up there.

‘Just let me turn around enough to get my pincers on you, you %@”%*(^$£$*%!!!’

I’m going to bed, and will forget

About wrestling with a horrible internet;

But my own praises quickly sing

Re rising to the heights in gardening

Then one-forty-nine steps went scrambling down

With crab from the depths to play the clown

And cowrie shell to take away

Though allowing that grabbed crab there to stay

© June 2019 Colonialist

About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies. Recently Indie Publishing has been added to this list.
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8 Responses to Highs and lows

  1. Did you cook and eat that crab,? Love eating crab meat, haven’t had any for yonks Might have to take a run into the fish markets, not far from where I am,

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  2. kevin cooper says:

    That ladder looks pretty dubious. Lol Hope you got your signal sorted! 😀

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  3. David Davis says:

    Looks like you’re working hard again.

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