“We’re kind…” Thalia doused the last flower pot on the deck and grinned, “… granting our readers a break from our daily thought bubbles. I’m certain they’re grateful for the vacation!”
One could almost see Urania’s colorful brain cells twisting and turning like the sides of a Rubik’s cube. Thalia offered a perspective she’d never considered. Is it possible our readers are grateful for our silence? Is it true that absence makes a heart grow fonder?
Calliope looked out through the kitchen window and noted a bounty of apples on a wild, un-managed tree. “The deer will feast when the fruit falls,” she said. “Where Typist sees slipping lawn mower tires, whitetails see breakfast and dinner. Where you stand, and what you see, makes all the difference in a life.”
Words from Typist:
Turn adversity to advantage! The Universe is friendly, but appreciates our participation from time to time. This reader is not surprised that you wrangled a good outcome out of this entanglement. As I suspect are many others. "So long, farewell, Auf wiedersehn, good night!"
Tea towel: “I’m not a witch! I’m a Broom Fairy!” 😁
(Yes, the holiday catalogs are showing up. Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas. Sometimes all in the same catalog. <sigh> 🙄 )
>> "Is it possible our readers are grateful for our silence? Is it true that absence makes a heart grow fonder?"
Well, some of us worry a little tiny bit. So the two-day break heads-up is greatly appreciated! 💚