[dot_recommends] On what is now a lawn of grass but must earlier have been a snowy slope, a forgotten toboggan, plastic blue, yearns back to the winter. (Ah, c’mon – I’m a poet, doncha know it?) gbg365 Why not share this?Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pocket (Opens in new window)
It’s beautifully blue, like a bluebell.