Urania swept stray dandelion seeds into her hand and dropped them into the trash. “What we want to do is… conventional things in unconventional ways. Like our love letters, for example. How many bloggers call their missives love letters?” “How many bloggers allow three sugar-driven muses to write their love letters?” Typist asked while somehow managing to hold a straight face.
Urania seems to have incredible balance and by far, the best eyelashes of the group! After further examination, 🧐 I believe she is the only one with eyelashes… At least in this current rendition. As Typist will attest, I am thoroughly enamored with the addition of live plant material. You might even say I’m a bit obsessed in a very good way right now… 🌎🎨💐🎨🌎
I learned earlier today that many of us have DNA 🧬 from our cave dwelling ancestors. What is strange to me is that we all don’t…
Personally, I’m wondering what my
midi-chlorian count is? 🤔
BUTTON: “I hate being accused of lollygagging when it’s quite clear I’m dillydallying.” 😁
Gail, may your Thursday be full of lollygagging, dillydallying, and procrastireading! 😊
I’ve used this Bob Dylan line before, but it feels apropos once again: “(S)he who ain’t busy being born is busy dyin’”.
To me I see more animation in your drawings of the Muses lately. Life? Stories to share? New aspects of our existence to encounter and learn from?
If your posts are not love letters, then I’ve never read one.