Archives for June 2021

Something started whirring like a miniature helicopter.

It was just the neighbors.

We never found out why, how or with what they produced this sound.

One time we were invited to supper with them.

We sat near the window with a view across their heart-shaped swimming pool.

The food was excellent, the conversation light and fairly amusing.

The interloper was a surfer, a banker and a pirate songwriter.

This was one person with many skills.

We are all like this.

Some only dare speak of their Main Skill.

Others have so many stunning abilities nobody knows what they do.

But really, what to we need to know?

Better to enjoy the conversation.

We will look for the better story.

A good outcome, whatever the adventures on the way.

Stiletto heels may hurt, but the sound as the shoes get closer will steel the heart of the film scene.

Ironing the collars of a white shirt, they began to realize romance was in the air.

Steamy.

Faulty memories.

No, not a comedy series.

The misshapen recollections which aren’t exactly like the real event…just put them in the Stories in Progress pile.

The real, true, one hundred percent accurate memories rarely exist. What happened plus the coloring, shading and trim are more usual. They go in the evidence tray.

Then there is the sheer unabashed joy of remembering….any precious moments at all!

So this is one instance where saying it’s “all good” is, good.

The top of the tree looked trimmed and flat.

A shelf to store your many possesions.

A place to display art and jewelry.

But how to get it up there was a problem more and more people gathered to overcome.

The solution would be found, but only in part 2.