“They suggest making love instead of war,” inner-dialogued the static, starship-shaped ray. “So, maybe, I should end this sitzkrieg by finding a beaming friend with whom to sea-skate and play.” ; )

Even of the precariat who wait outside doors, upon benches, or against wells of stair, hope and gratitude may be gathered for both self and next steps as expressions of collective care.

Bunny’s anvilicious tooth doctor expressed concern that nibbling too many carrots may leave not enough in the yard—meaning the fury of farmer green with envy could have finding a peaceful patch for bun-sunbathing rather hard.

When witwanton’s flight to be read as bright turns duller instead, alighting upon swevens plays harmony to up-given, down-laden head.

Kitties are welcome to their obtestations against watery ways because puppies will happily take their place for splash-bark-paw-play days. ; )