Bats.
‘They’re all swooping about again.”
‘Harriet, your eyes are closed.”
‘I know.’’ Then she fell asleep.
Apparently it was my turn to create dinner.
In her kitchen such colourful piles of ingredients; easy to add yet another spice.
Later she ate, very slowly.
For some reason, I just wasn’t hungry.
Fifty word tales are easy to create and strangely relaxing. I enjoy the concentration- it feels like colouring in, except with words rather than pencils. Words do carry lightness and weight. Playing with them, even texting them as ‘text tales’ makes you aware of connotation and irony!
