Letters to the Universe… The New Theme Edition!
Dear Blogland,
Apologies are in order if you have seen any temporary posts appear and then disappear from little ol’ me… especially after me not posting anything for a few weeks; one knows how that feeling of dashed excited expectation feels. I want to return to full time blogging with a new look, so I’m experimenting with themes again. If there was only one, I wouldn’t need to, but there’s about fifteen thousand and three themes to choose from, with some not exactly having the features I think I’m looking for. I may have it with this one (but we shall see!)
Dear Short-sighted Drivers,
I think I must help you for when we are on the roads together. I’m going to change the colour of the back of my car to fluorescent reflective orange, so you will be able to see me from further back without your need to drive so close to my car you are practically on top of me. I saw three of you back to back to back behind a fourth car yesterday, so maybe you would all benefit from this idea as well.
Dear Short-tempered Drivers,
I think you all need to chill out a little. Hand gesturing through your front window will not make the road signs in a strange town any clearer, especially when they are covered by our gloriously green Summer leaves as well. If you are in such a hurry as to where you are going, may I suggest you set off a little earlier? And may I also suggest that you consider the fact that if you are already late, going any faster will not make you any earlier. Oh, and some of those gestures were impertinently rude. Tsk.
Dear The New Company That Has Taken Over The Running Of The Buxton Health And Healing Festival,
Thank you for your recent programme, however this year I’m, sadly, unable to attend. I think my name has been lost in translation during your changeover, which gave me a chuckle when I read the envelope. How you managed to change Tom to Lynn is a bit of a mystery, although you kind of managed to get my surname correct. The capital letter in the middle of it encouraged a different pronunciation, which I may stick with, should the need arise.
Dear Visitors To The Buxton Health And Healing Festival,
I wish you all a good time when you go – there seems to be a lot going on!
Dear United Kingdom Election,
Is that finally it? Are you done? Can we all settle down now? I know some will be offering in-depth analysis of what went right and wrong until the next election, comparing things to 1802 or the last election (which seems like last week). The stumpy pencil industry must now be quids in!
Dear Ducklet,
How cute you were earlier today, hastily swimming on the Lake to catch up with the rest of your clan. And you had me laughing when you got on top of the lily pads and started running. Still, any means to an end, I suppose!
Dear Open Live Writer,
I must say I’m liking this experience since I downloaded the new blogging theme to you. Text fills the screen magnificently, which is just how I’d like my posts to appear on the blog itself. Will things look like this? Possibly not, with the sidebar that’s there, but almost. Anything is better than the thin columns I had in the last theme I tried.
Dear Garlic Bread,
Thank you for making my breath smell so special. The taste of you far outweighs the reaction I occasionally get from others due to my pungent exhalations, so you are every bit worth the tiniest amount of effort required to eat you. One more slice? No, I coul… ah, go on then! See I cannot resist.
Dear Weather,
Here’s hoping for a good weekend, weather-wise. Thank you for the rainbow segment yesterday, any chance of a fabulous and brilliantly bright one over the weekend? I haven’t seen a full one this year, so it would be most welcome.
And to finish… Dear All,
May you remember that being a part of the human race doesn’t mean that everything has to be done in such a rush. Sit back, chill out, and watch the world go by for a while. Your time is just as important as everybody else’s, so it’s important to notice it every now and then.
Thank you for reading!
P.S. Here’s a photograph of that ducklet I mentioned, just because:
…Just because it was so darned cute I couldn’t do anything else but share!
