The same chipped glass mug hung from the nail my whole life washed only by the rain and the sun, and I filled it from the spigot meant to feed the irrigation lines. Earth-flavored water clean like summer.
Pardon me. I am a frog I know but I’m trying to get into the building. And I cannot open the automatic doors. But you can! So if you don’t mind, I’ll just ride along on your cart. By the way. Do you plan on buying any insects?