Archives for June 2020

Driven to laughter by a small spherical object.

Low in the sky, high above the trees and about to prepare to speak.

The warmth of bubbling ponds near the lava flow, mixed with a certain vegetable, was enough to revive a stone relic.

Day by day we learn more. And mostly, we find better questions.

A theme runs through it, this and that and the other.

One day, in the early morning mist, we heard he sound of a car and shouts of arrival and excitement.

June, George and Chantilly had driven through a star-mapped sky until that mist obscured all markers, navigating as if sea-faring islanders, and arrived at our, creaking, front door.

We expected them later in the month so had not stocked up with the brandy June liked, the fake champagne George enjoyed and the sweet white wine Chantilly loved.

But we gave them coffee and alarmingly munchable biscuits.

Then, and only then, we set to work on the jointly-penned novel of which we wrote one chapter a year.

Strip the yellow tab off the package and read the instructions later.

Simple to construct, the new portable garage comes in all sizes and many colors.

Amazing! It enables you to park anywhere, any plant, any asteroid. And it protects that platinum paintwork.

You’ll automatically be enrolled in the Portable Garage Club. Meetings are held sometimes.

A cool flame on the vista table, a rock and a blade of grass.

The cone was daintily balanced on a charred tree branch, others had been there since Paleolithic parties kept people up into the wee hours.

You can send it on a postcard.

Gratefully received and cherished gifts.

Did you get my message?

So glad. And so glad you made it.

We are being joined by newcomers, old-timers and people you know and people you don’t yet know.

We will dine and sip, and no doubt, we will tell intriguing stories.

A worthy journey.