A glance in the mirror elicits a sigh.
Coarse salt-n-pepper stands askew.
The trio plays Happy Dance and prances down the drive.
At the corner of Highview and Hilo, Tal inhales through her nose. Ahhh! — the horses. “Good morning!” she calls and waves. The white raises its head from a morning graze and the brown holds an unwavering stare.
Nią shakes her head at the dilapidated domicile and wonders how people actually live behind a front door that’s falling off its hinges.
Cal gasps at the scalloped tulips adorning the fence line and whispers, “No matter. Aren’t these captivating!”
If you have it (charm)you don’t need to have anything else; and if you don’t have it, it doesn’t much matter what else you have.
~ Sir James M. Barrie
“...Oh, it ain’t, bout how you move, but
what moves you
We’re so consumed with what we
think we’re supposed to be
That we stop living like we know
that we are free...”
Happy Dance! 💃🕺🏻