Urania’s flush illuminated perspiration on her smile’s peaks. “Well done ladies. Well done.”
“You ain’t kiddin’ sis-tah!” Thalia clapped glee-full hands. “Arnt-ya glad we bypassed all that advice about intros, outros, equipment — yada, yada, yada? We’ve published our first
podscat — I mean podcast!”
“Indeed… the best things in life… are not things…” Calliope slid into her hat and mittens. “Time to play in the snow… an out-of-doors balance to our inside efforts.”
Nia glanced at the computer. “Well then — I suppose we can level up as our experiment progresses. Outside it is!”
The universe rewards action.
~ Versions of this sentiment are attributed to many.
Must be some truth in it?
Sign: “When I was your age, I had to walk 10 feet through shag carpeting just to change the channel!” 😁
(only “snow” related quip — kinda — I could find)
...and sometimes the Universe rewards the fanboys of the doers! 🤔 I say that in all sincerity.
Watching Nia experiment with new ways of being, with the corners of her mouth upturned. Somehow I always pictured Nia with lips in a straight line no matter what!
A tree branch filled with cotton candy! Frozen variety. Yum. Could one acquire brain-freeze from indulging in same?
Cal slipping into her mittens transported me to Julie Andrews singing, “These Are A Few Of My Favorite Things.”
Tal will always be Tal. The life of the party. And nary a wrinkle will ever grace her brow! “Life’s too short,” some might say. Still applicable to Muses whose lives span centuries.
Now off to explore this day. And remember, Spring Forward in the dark of Sunday morning. Just be careful where you land! ⛹🏼🤾🏼♀️ Well, it is NCAA round ball playoff season. 🤷🏽