The Letters To The Universe are back!
I can’t believe that you aren’t still with us. I also can’t believe that we are now on the Cusp of July. My last Letters To The Universe were sent on 7th December 2018, and that feels like last week… although I should remember that we had a heatwave in February, and that should remind me that we have actually passed December. I shall let you off this time.
You’re sneaking up on us, aren’t you? Well thank you very much for doing that… usually, you just spring yourself upon us without warning, as you did in February, but it’s so much better when you ease us into the long hot days. Not too hot, mind, so that I feel like I’m melting, but nice will do. Oh, and welcome back!
Would you be so kind as to tell me where you manage to buy vehicles without indicators? Every vehicle I’ve had has always had two, one for turning left and the other for turning right, but I’m seeing more and more that don’t have them. It must save an awful lot of time being able to turn without indicating you are about to do so.
Dear Little Bird,
I hope you enjoyed your short visit to our world. I didn’t want to leave your little body in the centre of the lawn, so I moved it into the hedges, where I think you’d have probably spent most of your time whilst in our mortal existence anyway. Enjoy flying in your new place.
Are you ready for World Watercolour Month next month? I think I am… although I had intended to give myself a head start and get a few paintings underway, but plans, time and I are, for most of the time, on completely different wavelengths.
You seem to be hyper-powered at the moment, as I’m Feeling Good on the few hours of sleep a night I’m getting. I know it’s my fault for leaving it so late to get to bed, and then I have to get up in the morning a mere few hours later, but you are providing me with a few wonderful zeds. I think that’s Fabulous, and wanted to write to you to say so!
Dear The Word ‘Arcadian’,
You do not look as you mean. To me, I mean. When I think of ‘idyllically pastoral’, you aren’t the first thing that springs to mind. But what does spring to mind, when I see ‘idyllically pastoral’ is something extremely pleasant indeed. So I’m not complaining!
And Finally, Dear Blogland,
I hope you don’t mind, but I thought it was time to start sending a few of these letters out to the Universe once again. You never know, someone may read them!
Thank you for reading,
P.S. I always end these posts with a P.S., so here is this week’s P.S. Just a quick joke to launch the weekend with a jolly old laugh. A good laugh? A groan then? Ah well.
Oh! The joke!!!
A short psychic broke out of jail. There’s now a small medium at large.
Have a fabulous weekend!