Wife of a very tolerant husband and Mother of one teenage daughter in far northern Wisconsin with too many pets.
More Flim Flam from the Aquarian's Journal
Not that he needs my defense, or even wants my ridiculousness to support him. I’m sure he’s perfectly capable of standing up for himself, but here’s my interpretation of his words, in response to Shane Dobbie’s article, Hooptedoddle and Flim Flam.
Shades of Purple
Shades of Purple Every night at midnight, the purple clouds came out to dance with the blushing sky. And every night, the young woman and the white mare stood at the edge of the water to watch he waltz in the sky, serenaded by the gentle waves slapping the shore. Mesmerized by the nightly ritual, they stared as the clouds cleared to reveal the brightest star and two shining moons, brilliantly lighting the beach and the path they would follow tomorrow. Based on the alignment of the moons and single star, it was time to pick up the quest. Time to return to their home. Time to make their claim, as promised.