She is actually living somewhere inside my heart that beats in a waveform pattern of her happiness.
When I think I run fast enough to go deep inside my heart, Alice has gone hiding somewhere behide thousands spores of a "glass" mushroom.
I has to fill the glass with wine, this will distract her from leaving again.
Her stories will then begin. I love these. You have heard many of them.
Such a lovely apricot coloured cup.
ReplyDeleteAlice's stories are the best! Running and a glass of wine are good too, both to health and happiness. Lovely picture!
ReplyDeleteLove the Alice stories. Pretty mushroom. happy weekend, have a great new week ahead.
ReplyDeleteAlice loves to tell you her stories. You are an appreciative listener.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful color! I'm sure Alice likes it.
ReplyDeleteI am glad to know that you occasionally lift a glass of wine! It makes you seem more human, instead of a ‘running machine.’ (I should get more exercise ...I admire what you do in running as much as I admire your words and photos .)
ReplyDeleteAlice's stories make us both dream wonderful things.
ReplyDeleteAlice is hiding in the dark
ReplyDeleteThat cup full of wine would distract me! (Actually even the empty one does -- it is so beautiful!) Thank you for sharing the stories
ReplyDeleteWhat a lucky Alice, who gets to live inside your heart!
ReplyDeleteOuch... this mushroom reminds me something of a nursing mom
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