Friday, July 13, 2007
Carrie and Carl played volleyball at the lake, bopping the ball back and forth. The sun wanted to play too so in a twinkling of an instant blew a diversionary cloud of dust. The couple blinked, not noticing the momentary flash as the sun switched places with the ball. They continued their ritual of fun, slapping the solar disk form hand to hand until it was time for the sun to go down and the two to go home. They stopped, smiling at the incognito sphere, holding it between them.
"How did you know?" the sun asked.
"The tan," Carl answered.
"Yeah," Carrie continued, "our palms have a nice brown tan after playing with you."
"So what happens now?" the sun asked.
"We put you back," Carrie stated matter-of-factly.
"I'm afraid we'll have to," Carl went on, "we have plans tonight, and it rather involved it being dark."
So Carrie and Carl placed the glowing orb back onto the horizon. The night was one they never forgot. The horizon they'd chosen was the one in the East.
Thanks for all the stories! I've finally commented them!
I'm off the front page of Blogsofnote.blogspot.com now so traffic has dropped down a bit. It's been a very rewarding time for me, as I've met so many new and interesting bloggers - which in itself has been a great source of inspiration to me. Most of all, so many of you have shared your creativity in producing these fantastic mosaics around the photos I've posted. I hope that you will all keep coming back, in spite of my strange stories. German untranslateables of the day: schräg and skurril.
Let's play another round of Russian roulette with some of the bloggers, artists and musicians I like. Take your click:
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