Tuesday, April 5, 2016

I will show you fear in a handful of dust

Or wonder in a small bit of gravel...whichever you prefer.

5 comments:

Deborah said...

We used to throw road dust at each other as "fairy dust". This was funny on my part because after one try at making mud pies there was realization of a dislike of getting dirty. But I liked (still like) rocks, even decorative kind.

RebeccaH said...

Why do I get the feeling she wants you to try and snatch that pebble out of her hand?

rinardman said...

"When you can take the pebble from my hand, it will be time for you to leave, grasshopper."

She's clearly the Master, and Paco the student.

Paco said...

Well, in true Paco fashion, once she palms something, there's no getting it back.

Deborah said...

Paco, did she say, "Look, Grandpa! It's a magic rock! (waits while you admire said "magic rock") Ya know...you can have this MAGIC rock...."