If someone was tending the door (if we even had a 'door') they'd be making apologies for the old gal. "She a bit pooped from the party-going, revel-rousing, and chats on the stoop. Please don't get it wrong now, Miz Bloom (that's her Family Name) loved, loved loved every minute. It's just that her Play Button wears out of battery power at her stage, on her stage. So do come another day. In a day, two or three Miz Cordelia Camilia Bloom will be re-charged and happy to join you once more."
Seventy-two is a fit time to lay tracks for a new version of criss-crossing the borders, and joining forces with the stories and story tellers who create tale bones on us human beasties. This is part of the plan simmering .... connecting and solidifying stories. From Myth for my Tale Bone, there sprang a gal partial to purple, dead set against cold. Reading between the lines, dear reader, this story begins in winter and cold (damp and moldy) are a trio to reckon with however you will (particularly when you live in a wagon and are old).
So consider this a morsel of macaroon to whet your appetite for tendrils of stories and acts ripe to be woven into your tale bone, and your imagination. It's a year grounded in Earth signs for me, on our dear planet home; so the practical and magical will be present just so you know.
Many, many thanks to our friends and family for helping to make Cordelia Camilia Bloom's arrival on the doorstep of Seventy-Two a very celebrated happy birthday! Mahalo nui loa 'ohana nui.
Cordelia Camelia Bloom
Seventy-two is a fit time to lay tracks for a new version of criss-crossing the borders, and joining forces with the stories and story tellers who create tale bones on us human beasties. This is part of the plan simmering .... connecting and solidifying stories. From Myth for my Tale Bone, there sprang a gal partial to purple, dead set against cold. Reading between the lines, dear reader, this story begins in winter and cold (damp and moldy) are a trio to reckon with however you will (particularly when you live in a wagon and are old).
So consider this a morsel of macaroon to whet your appetite for tendrils of stories and acts ripe to be woven into your tale bone, and your imagination. It's a year grounded in Earth signs for me, on our dear planet home; so the practical and magical will be present just so you know.
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| Hover over the Tendril for something purple |
Many, many thanks to our friends and family for helping to make Cordelia Camilia Bloom's arrival on the doorstep of Seventy-Two a very celebrated happy birthday! Mahalo nui loa 'ohana nui.
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| Mahalo to Drew for the great snap, when he came looking for the door! |
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