Toes Dancing, Lips Laughing, In the Sun

Dreams of December

As Solstice draws near it seems a good time 
to begin a gratitude list.

3 things I am tres grateful for:

Toenail Clippers   

 
Little known fact, when my back hurts, 
it hurts less 
if I trim my toenails.

The Sun
 (Click on the arrow below to hear Paul Winter's Album Sun Singer
I'm not actually sure I did this right)
 

   
really what can be said? 
It is the  most magnificent glorious thing ever. 
It's beauty is challenged only by the moon. 


I woke up to a 16 degree morning. 
In an hour and a half the sun 
will come and pour itself out 
across the tiny blades of new rye grass 
and sprouts of red clover.

 
I think I'll greet it as it rises.

Lips! 

 Lips are just the best. 
Whole odes could be written about the perfect design that is the lip. 

It is the only flaw in that otherwise perfect creation,

(The fabled Cockatrice) 
 
that descendant of dragons,

(The Dong Tao Chicken)

the humble chicken. 
No lips. Just a beak. 
I saw an X ray of a human head. 
The bones did seem to form a beak-like projection. 
Giving yet more credence to my theory
that humans are descended from birds. 
Which are in turn descended from dragons, 
who I'm pretty sure had lips.

See! Lips!

Amanda Dreaming of Dragons