I had decided to take a brief hiatus from blogging when I realized it was the one year anniversary of the Wordzzle. Thanks Raven for a year’s worth of wordy delight!!!
ThisWeek's Ten Word Challenge will be: Netflix, mortgage, skunk, flagrant, the New York Times, Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, perpendicular, geometry, crabby, shoveling snow
Mini Challenge: pragmatic, crystal ball, laundry, safflower oil, Gregorian chants, skunk
If I had the pocket edition of the Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy, where would I go? The thought was utterly capricious. It had no place in a purposeful day. But the more
Why not just pretend, cajoled the Cat in the Hat. What if you could transport yourself anywhere in the universe? Like a mouse slinking through the period at the end of this sentence.
No cartilage. No need for
The hypnotic drone of the spin cycle helped to release
If I could go anywhere.
swirling fine cognac at the Café Mandolin on the
locking legs in a sinuous tango under Piazzollo’s embrazo
pin feathers tucked in a death defying peregrine dive
anemone swaying in the shallows of a sandbar in the
Casal’s quiver disturbing the strings
my five year old self riding the comet’s tail
But what good is all this reverie when I am stuck in Saskatchawan shoveling snow with trace of skunk in it? Enough to make one crabby and downright dejected if not for the Netflix movie and a Greygoose greyhound I have planned for this evening. While I don’t have a crystal ball, I do know that the Sunday edition of the New York Times will be sitting on my stoop tomorrow morning. And I will wake to fresh dark roast and Gregorian chants on the turntable. Antiphons, if not antipodes.
Still. If I could have one flagrant wish. I would go to