What are we doing out here at this hour, Ma’am?
Why, good evening to you, too! Clearly, this walk isn’t going to go as smoothly as I’d hoped it would, Sir.
What was your plan? For me to trip…?
No, just a nice walk, really. Not sure why I’m bothering now.
I can barely see, you know!
Oh, it isn’t that dark outside. You can be such a grouch.
Yes, well, you’re no sweet peach either, my dear. Thank goodness for this slow sunset or we’d be sunk.
Good, I’m glad you noticed. Look how well the sun’s fading away. Isn’t it something? Just perfect, really.
Hard not to notice, Audrey. The sun setting provides the only available light tonight. It shouldn’t go unnoticed.
Do you see the clouds over there, Darling?
You mean the feathers falling to the right of us?
Where?
There!
Those clouds are feathers?! Why, I’ll be! Will you look at that…
Yes, feathers from a white goose or a pillow, if the goose has been used properly.
How nice. Your mind is very sweet tonight. I’m going to ignore your attempt at being wicked. Everyone knows a goose is better used alive.
Pfft! No, it isn’t to both remarks, Lady. What, so these aren’t the clouds you wanted me to see then?
No, I was looking at those clouds to the left of us. They’ve almost created a direct path to the sun. A perfect walking path…
Don’t you think that’s a bit of a stretch. We’d be hopping more than walking, I think. I worry about your mind, Madam.
Probably…So you don’t see the path? I find it very sad that you can’t imagine walking on a path of clouds towards a sunset.
Hmm. Yes, sorry to disappoint you.
It’s okay. Best if we begin our walk back home now, anyway. It’ll be dark soon.
Walk?! Not now! Hurry, gather those feathers. We’ve been given a gift. I’m flying you home tonight.
How great is this! I enjoyed the walk 🙂 And your other poems along the way. I found you commenting on some blog I was reading. Your name caught my eye, having an oldest daughter with a red headed daughter who’s favorite pose is in the air upside down on a trampoline LOL
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Haha! An interesting connection. I hope I was being nice on the blog you were reading. Welcome, Carla. I am glad to have you for a visit. Glad you enjoyed the sunset conversation. LOL…you have that wrapped up nicely. 🙂
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watch out for falling angels!
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Haha. Yes, always, my dear!! xxx
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I really love this post…just finished talking with a small company in Australia who makes these incredible high-quality sleeping bags for mountaineers ~ and I hope to supply them with the down & feather needed 🙂 So this post is so perfect in how I am seeing work and the world these days. Great dialogue in this piece and a wonderful last line!
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You do? Yay!! I love that you understand and appreciate this type of thinking, Randall. Your story has me shaking my head. What are the odds of that?? First of all…sounds interesting. Do you hunt for the feathers…I’m just all sorts of questions on what it is that you do when you’re not taking pictures and writing meaningful prose, Randall. You’ve simply teased me here today. Who is the man behind the camera… mystery man, indeed.
Glad you enjoyed my humbled attempt at wishful dialogue and that last line was thought of at the very end. I love it when that happens!! 🙂
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The factory I work with does all the actual sourcing, but I also get to bounce around China with them when necessary…really enjoy the people I work with over here. This piece really had great dialogue, and always a joy to read.
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Bouncing around China sounds horrible, R. 😉 No serious envy here, or maybe a little. I have no doubt that you make the most of your time with everyone you meet along the way. How sweet of you, Photographer Philosopher Extraordinaire. I’m glad you enjoyed reading it.
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So different, a two-way flight of fantasy. Nice and feathery, whimsical and a little diabolical at once, Audrey.
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How fun would that walk have been…It would have been amazing, I think. Deep…
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The dialogue kept going deeper and deeper, sharper and sharper. Pretty cool, Audrey.
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Stop it…are my pant legs wet?
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Walk into the sunset, Audrey … drying powers.
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Now that sounds like my curtain is dropping…lol. You’re not the reaper are you? 😉
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You have plenty of seasons left, Audrey.
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Yes, of course. A young whipper snapper.
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Snap that whip.
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Yes, let me find it first.
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Crack that whip…Bevo, right?
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Break your mama’s back …
Devo.
I’m turning Japanese I really think so.
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You think you are….oh my! Bevo? No that’s a beer…
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Not quite the Yellow Rose of Texas, is it, Audrey? Odd song that Devo ditty was.
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Not quite, Mark. I never understood that song and the video even more strange.
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What a wonderful imagination of the best kind. Great write Audrey.
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Hey…I miss your conversations. When will you post another, Richard? Thank you…
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I’ll maybe do one tomorrow. I’m on an epic editing run, so have only been writing shortish other stuff.
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Not maybe and make it super romantic…like cut your writs amazing… 🙂 Epic is a wonder. Great for you! Other stuff meaning great small jabs of brilliance?
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Oh, alright, I’ll do my best 😳
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Seems good enough…
Now do you agree we poets come by this silly way of thinking naturally?
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It’s not silly, and yes
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It isn’t silly. I think creativity is beautiful. I think it can be hard to juggle all those thoughts…happy and sad. I was told recently to stop taking pictures of clouds. LOL
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Whoever told you that has no imagination. You keep snapping away and write more like that short story because it showed just how good you really are.
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Richard, that was very sweet of you. You’ll never know how much that means. These usually come out of conversations I don’t use in other writings. A voice pipes in with a thought..you know how those voices can be.
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I do, they never turn off.
I’ll bid you goodnight though, I’m done for. Catch ya tomorrow. 😄
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Good night, Sleepy. 🙂
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See ya
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🙂
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Interesting–and I loved what M Zane said, that we get these experiences for free! Yes, I’d have no money to buy them, otherwise!
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Yes, exactly!! Michael’s a wise one to have around, Starr. He makes me feel normal.
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Ohhh, we SO need those folks!
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Yes, we do very much!
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Audith, how interesting! But you shouldn’t ignore the wickedness! That’s…not fair…
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Well, I thought it was a good idea for a walk. Wickedness should only be 9-5 maybe. *sparkles brightly*
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It’s all day job, though. Especially on walks!
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*laughs* Full-time all day and everyday, Duke. Must be exhausting… Especially on walks…what? Be wicked or sparkle brightly?
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Well, I can’t be s. bright.
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But I can… I thought it was a nice conversation.
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You’ll have to teach me!
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But I’ve been trying… I should try harder, I guess.
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To think some people have to spend good money on hallucinogens, but writers get these experiences for free. 🙂 Enjoyed this Auddie.
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LOL…I think you’re making fun of me, Michael. I’ve missed seeing that smile. So you’re telling me you don’t think like this…ever? Thank for the comment, Miguel. And the reassurance that your fingers are still working. 😉 Glad to make you laugh.
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Oh contraire, I live in that place so often I should be charged rent. LOL. Keep in mind my fav genre to read non-fiction is fantasy. Your sunset stroll was right up my alley. And thank you. 🙂
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I like living in this place. Non-fiction fantasy sounds ideal. I need to look that up.
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Oh that’s your garden variety elves, magic, wizards, dragons type of stuff. My meat and potatoes reading since I was a crumb snatcher over half a century ago.
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Starr, thinks you are brilliant by the way. Wise…lol. Oh, well, I didn’t realize…me too. Love that storybook so much…. *swoons*
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