Ever wondered how the plants know when to bud? What the birds are saying? What the birds think of us? Those thoughts were triggers for this week's short tale from the Mediterranean.
“he owns this soil as much as the lichen on my shoulders owns me.” Favorite line in this delight of a story. And the concept of the rain owning the soil. Just brillliant. Loved this story, my friend!
I enjoyed your story, it was bonkers but in a good way. Maybe if more folks stopped to consider what the plants and animals could teach us we wouldn’t be in the mess we are. Thank you for sharing. 👏
Totally bonkers Dave I agree😂 but yeah I don’t know where it came from but it seems to make a bit of sense. And yes we could definitely do better. We are in a mess
Pipp I love this more than I can say! Beautiful, thoughtful, true writing...
"The crisscross tracks were like magnified threads with a few knots in the corners. A crocheted field, nude, chilly, waiting for spring." See what I mean? Gorgeous, and, AI translation for birdsong... one day, probably, maybe not in our life time but...
I often wonder what they're saying and thinking, do they love us as we love them? I guess not.
And the conversation with the vine, so good!
Thanks for the shout out lovely - have a great weekend! xxx
Oh Pip, I just loved the story. If only, if only we really could talk to the vines, and the trees, and the bees, how wise would we become! And in the meantime, just listening will do too, I’m up for a bit of quality listening, oh and reading lovely stories too, that definitely helps, and coffee, and a wee bit of vin, medicinally of course, that helps too:) thank you lovely Pip:)
“he owns this soil as much as the lichen on my shoulders owns me.” Favorite line in this delight of a story. And the concept of the rain owning the soil. Just brillliant. Loved this story, my friend!
Thank you Holly so much for your encouragement! It’s lovely to know what you liked about the story!
I enjoyed your story, it was bonkers but in a good way. Maybe if more folks stopped to consider what the plants and animals could teach us we wouldn’t be in the mess we are. Thank you for sharing. 👏
Totally bonkers Dave I agree😂 but yeah I don’t know where it came from but it seems to make a bit of sense. And yes we could definitely do better. We are in a mess
I loved this! Brilliant!
Why thank you Sammi!!
I have been thinking about this very thing this week - I love that the vine spoke to you!
I am so glad you liked it.
I doubted posting it in case i sounded insane!! But I decided to risk it😂I enjoyed writing it!!
Thank you for writing
I loved this!
Oh Melissa I am so happy to hear that!thank you for writing
This was a lot of fun, gentle, beautifully imagined fun. Smiling out loud. And, yes, you are a writer!
Thank you Barrie, one does worry how far we can stretch the imagination. I am glad it made you smile, thanks for the confidence boost
Imagination should know NO bounds!
🙏that’s a good way to start Sunday - thinking that way xx
Pipp I love this more than I can say! Beautiful, thoughtful, true writing...
"The crisscross tracks were like magnified threads with a few knots in the corners. A crocheted field, nude, chilly, waiting for spring." See what I mean? Gorgeous, and, AI translation for birdsong... one day, probably, maybe not in our life time but...
I often wonder what they're saying and thinking, do they love us as we love them? I guess not.
And the conversation with the vine, so good!
Thanks for the shout out lovely - have a great weekend! xxx
Oh Pip, I just loved the story. If only, if only we really could talk to the vines, and the trees, and the bees, how wise would we become! And in the meantime, just listening will do too, I’m up for a bit of quality listening, oh and reading lovely stories too, that definitely helps, and coffee, and a wee bit of vin, medicinally of course, that helps too:) thank you lovely Pip:)