Anodyne
Friday, April 20, 2007
 

Azalea porn. A title that showed up mid-afternoon along with six liquor store boxes full of art catalogs. Promptly purchased, pilfered from the shop, and stowed in the ailing Legacy, for my next visit to the Secret House of Heritage Perennials. Memories of stacks of Sunset magazine in the living room of the old house in West Vancouver, by the fireplace, where Charlie the cat could scramble up and knock them down over and over again. A "lifestyle magazine," sure, but still a lot more attractive vision than that currently on offer from, say, the Georgia Straight or Vancouver magazine. Redwood, post-and-beam construction, batik hangings, Asian-themed California stir-frys, pots with delicate celadon glazes, and a big patch of sativa somewhere out in the back forty. Which -- sans the paranoia- and depression- inducing sativa -- sounds pretty good to me.
- posted by cjb @ 7:14 PM


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