Archives for December 2017

Very brief.

Rapid.

Quick.

So fast!

Take a deep breath and close your eyes.

Just getting it ready for you!

Defining moments of melting butter.

Special excitements and firey ferment.

With a shrug to the wicked and a warm embrace for the wholly and ideally human, we passed the bridge of naysayers and said hello to the daily walkers.

Picture a rainbow with a moon at one end and a sun at the other.

Why? We have no idea…yet.

Are you taking flowers tonight?

Might just be fun!

What length?

How many flavors in the box? Is there a “map”?

Some call it a menu, but we find that uninspiring.

Once in a while -perhaps every day – life can be better lived “0ff-piste”.

The pavements are full of people looking for the 70% off special.

We are looking for the 70% more special.

Then, we’ll  look for the offer.

The coiling consideration of coincidence causes consideraby constant conundrums and convincing complements.

Contemplate.

Defining maximum smile levels.

Walking along the esplanade, there were 5 groups smiling.

The others were going along, looking down at the ground as if lost or seeking clues.

We wonder, do they all count sheep when trying to fall asleep?

How many of them  have keys to twenty-two bedroom mansions in their pockets?

We greet some, but not others.

But we are never beaten to the post. Noone offers a greeting before us.

We presume they all have amazing stories to tell.

Some more than others.

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We designed the geopolitical dance so that the floor would bounce and the ice cream would melt.

We also learn how to do it better.

The furrows, striations and frosted ridges were lightly whitened by powdery snow.

A faraway eagle coasted and sought return to the warm nest, to family and electronic screen.

Test and try, see before you buy.

Nobody was in front, yet we were not behind.

There are no units of measure for pleasure.

Today and next year relaxing, toning and flow are all the rage, the talk of the hamlet.

Terrific tempestuous millponds and still life with apples.

Gotta’ go!

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