Archives for 2017

Distributing chocolate aircraft.

No runways, they melted years ago. 

The terminal buildings made from nougat and marzipan.

These were the toys that built a generation of airlines. 

Swift and gentle greetings.

We have achieved the balance we sought.

Grown up and covered with velvet, we enter the ballrooms of the world, ready for the swirl of music and well-practiced steps.

Working during the holidays.

What a great opportunity it turned out to be!

The small team, just the five of us, did the varied tasks that thirty had hauled away each day before most set off for dream vacations or family visits. (sometimes these are the same thing, I know!)

We became better acquaintances, sometimes better friends. 

We all found the challenge embraced every thought and concentrated task-muscle we had…all day every day.

We went home tired as if after a long exploration of a mountainside path by foot. A sweet tiredness, fulfilled and nourished by doing.

A sweet sleep followed.

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Purse and cart.

We hold on to some things to get to other places .

So sayeth the sayer.

We are here today in front of the green door. We have no idea why it is green, just that it is a rich fertile lively color. 

I am patient with the others and they with me.

We wait for an elderly lady who looks like a fit 100 year old, because she projects that kind soft wisdom that we like – rightly or wrongly – to associate with people who are the age but look younger by far. 

There is a sparkle in our eyes. Most of the time.

Highly Likely.

We have a candidate.

The pineapples are ripe and there are smiling gazebos in the park.

The lakes are frowning, but relaxed.

Doorways to regulations that self destruct after they have been acknowledged.

Crests fallen as expected.

We are sailing on marshmallow rivers.

We are climbing the tissue paper peaks.

What they asked, inspired a wonderful answer.

We all wanted to know which way the wind blows when the ships come in to dock.

We don’t sell any new antiques, which is good, given the doubtful provenance of such things.

Dreams and believed tales of golden chalices and high-end music playing equipment, resulted in the new golden age flourishing like well-fertilized tulips.

A long table seats many and when more arrive, we make the table longer.

And yes, you are invited!

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