Gators
Wednesday 13th May 2020
Text of the day: “My Granny Selma — who I remember faintly, like in a dream — could recollect a time when there was no swamp at all. That whole area – where the swamp is? It used to be park… It’s true! I’ve seen photos of it in an old album. Trees full of green leaves… green lawns and… oh, so many flowers.” (Narrator in Philip Ridley’s Gators)