moved there before there really was much of a circle.
it was on the edge of
town. just a dirt road running around and back into itself.
were lots of wildflowers: wild verbena, black-eyed susans and indian blankets;
but i don't recall any bluebonnets. those were mostly out on the highway. we called
them the bluebonnet plague and believed it was carried
by the indian blankets.
we would have neighborhood wars with comanche needles. these were little shoots
of a particular weed that could be plucked and had a barbed point on its head.
they didn't hurt much, but they stung nonetheless.
on the road would be paved and the circle planted as a neighborhood park. lightening
bugs would flicker in the evening sky, and june bugs would crash against the screen
door in the summer night.
G. George, Texas; picture: S. Murthy, India)