“That is the coolest elevator door we have ever seen!” Thalia exclaimed.
“Was it in Miami? Or, Fort Lauderdale?” asked Cal.
“One of the two… I can’t remember. That was years ago! The bride from the wedding we attended has birthed two beautiful daughters since then.” Urania blew her nose and rubbed her eyes. “Did Typist take her allergy pill this morning?”
“We can’t remember that either!” Thalia’s laughter made everybody smile.
“So… what’s on our mind?” asked the Muse of Many Questions.
“We’re thinking circles and figure eights around creativity. Humans were created to be creative,” Nia answered.
“It’s great that one of our readers is opening a dance studio, isn’t it? I love looking at their photos and quotes. Inspiring! Making space for tiny slippers and tap shoes to discover their stories.” Thalia picked up Typist’s hula hoop and headed out to the driveway — where she had space to twirl.
Dear Reader… I hope you dance.
I doubt that the old soft shoe shuffle passes as dance at the Fresh Coast Dance Studio! Lovely pictures. I hope you dance...