Joy Blues

In the morning when the Salt Trucks rumble by I blow the harp pretty hard and then I fly off the deck . "Where's your bicycle?" Joe Long asked when I landed by his LONG POINT ORCHARD fruit stand. I usually ride my bike over there for fruit. I couldn't very well try telling him that I had flown, of course, nor did I need to, I just told him my grandson had it to fix which he does, and I didn't have to lie and say I walked the quarter mile over from Dog's Plot. I bought a bag of apricotts for a quarter, which was all I had, but it was a big bag, good deal.