I am submerged in Halcyon Pond. It is my day to post something profound. But my mind is muddled. Like the pond, covered with the pollen and dropped blossoms of spring bursting into life. The water is murky.
And so instead, I’m opting for a brief moment of comic relief.
I received a card from a dear friend this week. It captures the moments of ridiculousness that accompany writing. I thought I’d share.
Another friend responded with some help. A synonym for “muddled”…
I wonder… is something muddled in those drinks?