Timeless

Muses, being the timeless creatures they are, believe that they can pop into and out of email inboxes as the mood suits them. 🤷🏻‍♀️

“Loooooooo-k!” Thalia spies a tiny flower embedded in the knit of her mitten. “It’s a sign!”

“Yes.” Nia tosses her mittens onto the shelf. “A sign that we walked through a wintering field of weed remnants.”

“Or…” Calliope considers, “a reminder that spring is on its way?”

When the winds of change blow, remember… sometimes what appears dead is simply preparing for a new season.
~ Jane Lee Logan

A note from Loveletterist:

I had a follow-up appointment with my oncologist this week.
All is well — as best we can tell!

The visit reminded me of how the muses and their generous readers helped me through the dog days of c.

Thank you!