Late autumn mornings, watching the vivid sunrise colors fade to pastels and then again to daylight hues. No two the same but they always come ‘round again. #mbnov
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Possible. Thank you Random Word Generator for such a hopeful word, just when I was feeling a bit dispirited. #mbnov
Dependence. Deep end dance. Dancing pens. Pendants descending. Pirates of Penzance. Lost in a trance. Letting it rest. 🙂 #mbnov
I once rode the train from coast to coast, riding coach, visiting friends and staying in hostels along the way. It was a fabulous trip! #mbnov
I do like Huginn (Thought) and Muninn (Memory, rough translation), Odin’s two ravens that he sends out for news. Like the bit where he fears that Muninn, especially, won’t return. Heh.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Huginn_and_Muninn
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“How far,” said the farrier, to his faithful friend. “For I fear the fog is rising and I can’t see ’round the bend.” #mbnov
I love living in a universe that includes ‘spooky action at a distance’. https://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/article/spooky-action-distance/
Tips hat to Connie Willis’ “At the Rialto” #mbnov
The weather was ghastly. They were climbing the walls. “A game!” she cried, under duress. Eager-eyed, they hovered and clamored, “What game, what’s the best?” Frantically thinking, she babbled, “That game…that game…you know…the one where you get to guess.” #mbnov
“Wherefore,” said the werewolf, ruefully examining his pelt, “this wear and tear? I wonder where I went last night.” #mbnov
What does the wind say, soughing in the trees, sneaking through the crannies, teasing all the leaves? #mbnov
