Wednesday, March 24, 2010

All washed up



Found this typewriter by a wee stream that flows directly into the ocean. Too small a stream for the machine to have come down it, I think, so it must have washed in from the sea.
Posted by at Wednesday, March 24, 2010

5 comments:

Judi said...

A frustrated mariner writing his autobiography threw it over board.
or
Sitting by the ocean side a morose poet composing dire dirges cast his eyes out to sea and over come by the terrific beauty, by the immenseness of the sky, the awesome power of the waves decided it was all to wonderful and tossed the evil machine aside and took to writing glorifications of nature with a quill on parchment.
or
It is an artistic representation of the essence of writers block.
Judi.

March 24, 2010 10:02 PM
Karen said...

Susan now how cool is that! Does it work at all? Are you keeping it or just letting it be. Maybe you could incorporate it into a secret garden space. It could be where the spirits of writers gather...I am rambling...just thinking out loud so to speak...
Karen

March 25, 2010 1:37 AM
Susan Zettell said...

I can see a story growing here, Karen & Judi. Thank you! -- Susan

March 25, 2010 8:29 AM
Susan and Randy said...

Oh, this is the best photo. The cover for a book. If you can't use it, please save it for me....

March 25, 2010 9:55 PM
Susan Zettell said...

Will do! -- SMZ

March 26, 2010 1:36 PM

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