Category: Silly
-
And then
the sun licksever so gentlyat the back of my neck.Dogs leashed,grass green,wind calm. We stroll,because wecan and becausethis glorious pocketof just beingalive,exists. We have nowhereto go, other than,eventually, home formore coffee andwater licks. We have no one topleaseother thanourselves. Sniffsgalore, andplenty to explore. We mosey.We loiter.Caught upin thismomentof summerforever. ~Lu
-
It is often
impliedthat the realbrains of theoperation, isin fact Batman. Yet today, especially,I will object.For if youareluckyenough to havea Robin inyour life, youhave truly arrived. A person of character,of grit. One to faceand succeedstorms with. One to laugh andcoffee with.One to listen to,and be awed by. Onewho has prosperedand grown over decadesofconsistent effort… This is wherethe magic…
-
Whoever said
that wehadto beserious allthe time?No smiling,just focus.Adultingto the max. Feck! How drearythese pretendsophisticationdays are,in my life.They suckpiles!And thatcrazy, sullengirlinside mewhingesnear constantly… This is nowayto live.Where thereisnojoy, there isnomeaning. There, I saidit,for it reallyisso. Play, in all itsglorious forms,isessential,to everydayhappiness. ~Lu
-
I’m sorry
I’m here forsomeoneelse.Only I’mnot.I’m here tobe fully consumed,by you. To be held,to be nurtured.To be in awe of.And to gasp at.To bea source ofgreat amusement,even comedy.To beconfused by,to be lovedby,to befully me.With allthe weird danglybits. And thefeelings,and the big laughs,and the contemplationand uncertainty.And joyousabandon. I’m hereto be.Withyou. ~Lu
-
Lately
I’ve beenthinkingabout that fish andher bicycle,and how, perhaps,she may wellneed one,after all. How elsewill she seethe meadow,and flowers?And yup,I know she can’tphysically pedala bike, herself.Yet perhaps,that may notbe a requirement…What if,the bicyclewas in fact, a tandem,and someone elsecould do thebulkof the peddling?And the fishcould narratetheir journey,showcasing herunique viewpoint,like, erm, well,a fish out of water. These…
-
Road trips
are interesting.Trapmultiple humansin asmall metaltube. Give them time.Varying levelsof bladdercontrol,boredom,and hunger. Then simplystand back,and watchthe dramaunfold. At best.there will befun storiesshared.Perhaps toomany carbsconsumed, anda common understandingabout thepassenger seat nothaving access toany level ofbraking capability. At worstsomeone may beleft at the sideof the road,hubris atan all-time low,with several vowsto never, everdo this again. So while findingmiddle…
-
I am
starting a one-woman revolution to bring back beautiful words. Well actually, they have never truly left us, they have simply fallen into disuse. Words, like the very best things in life, can simply be enjoyed for their own sake, although by their very nature they are profoundly useful. So in my quest to free the…
-
She lets
me know that I’ve been out too late. Chewed sticks abound indoors, to be picked up half-heartedly and tread upon furiously. She lets me know that she’s actually the one calling the shots by fence fighting like a demon, back-ridge up, and tail furious. She lets me know that everything is going to be just …
-
How to be loved
and other fantastical skills for retiring ninjas. Step 1. Be in your body. Grounded. You already know about foot placement, and transferring your energy into the earth through the soles of your feet. Do it. Step 2. Hone your senses. Your peripheral vision has been perfected over multiple decades, as has your muscle memory. Lean…
-
Every life
needs a pretzel, a bretzel, or perhaps even, a lobster. That special being, someone, thing, event, experience, both to look forward to, and back on. Those things that anchor us in our humanity. This unique experience in our soul’s current flesh covered canoos. So today, when you have that moment, over coffee, or perhaps in…