April. I know I say this every month i seems, but wow, time flies. Too much to do in a short time span I suppose. I suspect 2024 is going to be one of those years I look back on and think, well that one flew by. Which s both a good and a bad thing I suppose. Especially as the past few years each seemed to take an eon to get through. But fast or slow, a new month approaches. Shall we see what prompts we will kick it off with?
Monday, April 1st: It is just a little bit farther.
Tuesday, April 2nd: The water was running.
Wednesday, April 3rd: The balloons were gold and silver.
Thursday, April 4th: The letters were bound with a yellow ribbon.
Friday, April 5th: The crushed velvet of the pillow was worn thin.
Okay there are some fun looking ones in there. Can’t wait. But I will. Until Monday at least. For now, we shake the head like an etch-a-sketch and erase all signs of the sentences. Until Monday my friends!
Ten til Midnight 