mysterious
“Nahhhhht bad!” Thalia caps her marker. “Hehhhhh-nee’s acorn is the behhhhst — IMHO.”
Nia nods agreement with Tal’s humble opinion. “Interesting isn’t it?”
“We haven’t seen Mike and his red border collie Bingo… in more than a year…” Calliope squints, “… and then… two days after we mention them right here on 3mm… we cross paths at the marsh.”
“A healthy reminder —” Nia clears her throat, “that there is much we do not know — or understand.”
Rather than a problem to be solved, the world is a joyful mystery to be contemplated with gladness and praise.
~Pope Francis
A note from Loveletterist:
No kidding!
Life is mysterious and amazing and lots of fun -- IF you'll play the game!
LoveLetterist? Do you happen to know what type of oak tree is mother to these acorns? And while I’m searching for the foxhole du jour, why does Henny’s acorn have the stem nub turned down and the others all turn up? I can’t resist an opportunity to consider secret signaling. 🤔
Does the uppermost nut represent Thalia? The seeming “T” above the right eye led to the question. You’ve taught us to look for possibilities in your LoveLetters; it doesn’t always have to be an active link, right? 😊
Today’s link, “until we meet again,” made me wonder if you watched Roy Rogers and Dale Evans? “Happy trails to you... “. It seems tailor-made for the story about happy people, gnats, and mosquitoes! 😉 Do you whistle? Next time your paths cross you might whistle a few bars of Happy Trails!
Until the next foxhole, Happy Trails To You!