Archives for April 3, 2019

Twisting the threads created a new weave, a new way and a strong solution.

No one knew what the problem solved was, and nobody tried very hard to discover it.

In six months the sun would last longer than the stars would be visible.

Swimming at the old watering hole would attract young suitors and old fishermen.

The times of times.

Trying and truffles teased the red cat.

There was a little bounce to the catch, a spring in the step of the universe.

Some poetry, a red suit and three pearl buttons beckoned benevolently.

Some hugged, some shook hands.