Photograph By Sethsnap Your Story: Blue
The Visioneer is at the fence chatting with his neighbor Harold. Harold’s crying the blues to him.
“V” he says, “you know I’ve got a beautiful wife!” Just an angel from heaven. Her tolerances for me and my crap’ s a blessing and she still fixes me dinner. I love the woman and you know, there’s nothing i won’t do for her….
Also the reason why we live under a blue roof ..
Visioneer nods ..knowing the story already (neighbor) you gotta let a man, vent…. (also taking pictures)
Harold carries on.
Look around what do you see? all the other roofs are… NOT BLUE!
My brother-in-law,he continued, the contradictory contractor. Always looking for the deals and such.
“My brother got us a deal” …. she say. He only works one or two jobs a year. Can’t find work.. Can’t find other people to sell roofing to… yet. But finds my house to sell me a blue roof! Real easy! In his defense, it was a good deal, quality wise but it’s blue.
Did i tell you it’s a photo active collector.. illuminating from the day’s sunlight, transferring heat to pipes at night.. Glows like a beacon, calling him i bet!.. to eat me out of house and home.
My wife would set the plates, sit the kids down. Open the pot… and he’d be at the front door? sheessh..
I asked him, if he installed food notification sensors. All the time. he laughs….
But I’m serious….