~♥~ Please don’t REC the pony. This is an Open Thread. ~♥~

Do you have basil coming out of your ears??

Here’s your answer!

~♥~ This pony is an Open Thread. Please dont wRECk the pony.~♥~

Really, I’ve got nothin to say.

When I picked this day & signed up for this WITR I thought it’d be like having y’all over for my birthday……

and we could all go hang out under the birfyday tree…..

& eat some birfyday cake…

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A Summer recipe:

Take one large grassy field, one half-dozen children, three furry

dogs, and walk along a narrow strip of creek, pebbly if possible.

Mix the children with the dogs thoroughly, empty them into the field,

stirring occasionally.

Sprinkle the entire with daisies, buttercups and dandelions. Pour

creek gently over pebbles

and cover all with a periwinkle sky and bake in hot sun for several

hours.

When children are thoroughly browned, they may be removed.

They will be found right & ready for setting away to cool in the

bathtub.

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in the garden

in the country………

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We went for a walk today thru the fields

I went outside last night to regain some calm…lose some ire…

& watch a little star TV.

I sat gazing up at the little twinkling lights, O so far away…

Watching the winds passage as it hurried thru the pines

letting my mind wander where it would

this phrase & that popped into my brain

going round & round again

then out came a fairy carrying a tiny lantern

my mind stopped & watched her instead

she twirled off to join her friends

they danced above my fields

and as I watched I began to hear

the symphony

frogs down at the pond croooaking

crickets all around chirruping

an owl in the distance who-hooing

a whip-poor-will began his nightly performance

a dog on the hill behind me joined in for a bit

I began to discern different voices

and heard

all sang their own song

then listened

it was astounding

Right here, right now, there is no other place I want to be

Right here, right now, watching the

world wake up from history

I saw the decade in, when it seemed

the world could change at the blink of an eye

And if anything

then there’s your sign of the times

I found a couple of requests in my in-box this morning to please write an essay.

Maybe it’s cause I pony nearly everyone…I dunno (^.^)

^{but see… the thing is… I DO understand & agree with points in almost every post…}

Soooo….Honoured, I am…. I’ll try, take a stab at it anyway.

Because I care.

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Chanta-lot was a lonely rooster