Sunny Spring Saturday
“Thalia!” Urania called. “Get off of that bird!” Recognizing a harshness in her voice she took a breath and softened. “Ummm… please? We want your help with today’s letter — and we only have a few more minutes until Typist needs to leave for the clinic.”
“Urania!” Tal shouted and flapped. “I’ve already done my part — modeling for today’s drawing.” The Muse of Wit freed a loose feather from her ride’s back and watched it float downward. She asked the bird to take her higher.
“Oh my!” Calliope, afraid of heights, gripped the arms of her chair even though she was on solid ground.
Thalia loved to push against Cal’s boundaries. “Anais Nin said life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage! Want to join me?”
“Maybe later.” Cal waved and smiled. “Nia and I are going to finish up today’s letter. Right?” She looked to the Muse of Determination for back up.
“Yes, that’s right,” said Urania who waved at Tal. “You ride the bird, we’ll ride in the truck with Typist. See you at the clinic.”
Thalia leaned forward and tightened her grip. “Can we go faster?” she asked her feathered friend who winked, and flapped with flourish.
A word from Typist:
Happy Saturday!
Happy Saturday back at you, Gail and Muses all!
I bear some resemblance to a Muse of many questions. I couldn’t miss “clinic” in today’s love letter?! Hope it’s okay to call your posts “love letters.” More will be revealed? 😁
Does a sunny day get your flower garden juices flowing? I’m feeling that today myself after yesterday’s all day tornado watch accompanied by heavy rainfall. Very sunny here now, warm but not toasty.
I hope your Springiness stays with you and adds to the Aliveness you’ll bring to Mothers’ Day gatherings tomorrow! If I could can the aroma from our Gardenia blossoms, soon to bloom, I think you’d find a bird and join Tal in flight. CURE!
Telling the bird to fly higher reminds me of my kids and their dad. We were out for a "Sunday" drive and we went up a little hill but the other side was steep and when we went down it made our bellys jump up. The kids started laughing and hollering to do it "again daddy." So he found a place to turn around. We did this a couple times and the kids were over joyed. He indulged their whims so often. The German countryside is swarming with footpaths. They almost all have signs saying no autos allowed, foot traffic only. The Germans are big on Sunday walks through the countyside. Then they migrate to their favorite pub. Everything else is closed on Sunday. We spent many hours year round walking through the fields and forests. The kids would roll down the hilly areas and their dad would join in. I had to keep hold of the poochies leashes or they would join in too.