knowing more than anyone knows

a leisurely spring day with a friendly southernly wind from the west I hang from an oak tree nearly hitting my round chin on my flat chest from homes of unsuspecting neighbors, I hear dainty titters and more. doddering Mrs. McCollough left for rancid happy foods grocery store. bullish Rutherford rerun, the angry wife throws out all his same stuff. he kicks the set kitchen table over before leaving in an angry loud huff. i am enthusiastically spying in my unassuming upside-down pose. Super confident that I now know much more than anyone knows. nose reports Mr Clerkoff is baking a raspberry cobbler again - yum! ears relay newlywed wife has her puppy dog groom well under her thumb. dangling fingers gently touch the soft dew born grass; I am relaxed too. if you have not had this kind of gleaning education, I feel sorry for you.