oh, I now realise I Am A Squirrel..... All my tales, stories, memory snippets, jokes, replies, comments, letters are acorns, some fleshed out, some half-dry, some small or big. They are all mine, they make ppl laugh, smile, think, I scatter them, with care, love, for fun, or hand them out, one by one, to friends who really need an acorn of 'whatever' (hope, help, love, info). I love what you do with your acorns and I try to make sure I'm not giving away mine, knowing that someone's feeling might be hurt, or giving a false impression, but I fear I did give away a few relating to ppl w/o any knowledge of the language(s) I write in.... hoping that I'll never hurt any feelings.
You are a far, far more seasoned writer than I am, but I do understand those times when the topics dry up, and then, suddenly, you find your ‘muse’. For me, it always starts with a walk in the woods. Quite simply, it is the breathing space I allow to enter my very pores that provides room for thoughts. I love your writing!
oh, I now realise I Am A Squirrel..... All my tales, stories, memory snippets, jokes, replies, comments, letters are acorns, some fleshed out, some half-dry, some small or big. They are all mine, they make ppl laugh, smile, think, I scatter them, with care, love, for fun, or hand them out, one by one, to friends who really need an acorn of 'whatever' (hope, help, love, info). I love what you do with your acorns and I try to make sure I'm not giving away mine, knowing that someone's feeling might be hurt, or giving a false impression, but I fear I did give away a few relating to ppl w/o any knowledge of the language(s) I write in.... hoping that I'll never hurt any feelings.
Thanks, Kiki, from one acorn gatherer to another. We’re both nuts! But in a good way.
that’s my girl! 💕
And so it goes indeed. Love your posts!
Its always difficult to curate those snippets. But i do enjoy your posts. Whether they came from an acorn or not.
Thanks, Jane.
You are a far, far more seasoned writer than I am, but I do understand those times when the topics dry up, and then, suddenly, you find your ‘muse’. For me, it always starts with a walk in the woods. Quite simply, it is the breathing space I allow to enter my very pores that provides room for thoughts. I love your writing!
As always, delightful.
Your posts always make me laugh, they are so entertaining 🌰
Tell me about it, but as always a wonderful post and at least the narrator in your head entertains us common mortels !