Whatever thoughts and observations float through my mind.
Sunday, May 27, 2007
Baked Beans on the Doorstep
Since sometime yesterday, a large can of baked beans has been sitting on my neighbor's doorstep, right in the middle of the welcome mat. Very strange. Makes me want to know the story behind it. Probably it's just as simple as someone borrowed some beans from them and came by with a replacement can when they weren't home. But it's more fun to imagine that the beans mean something, that it's some kind of "go here and do that" signal.