To Dream Again

Friday, September 26, 2025

Good morning, The Wonderfell Way.

Welcome back. O/

What's News? What words to share?

Someone ought to wish you a good day everyday.

I hope you have a good day today.

Early Autumn, each sunrise takes its time.

A little extra prep work gathering all the extra paint for the foliage.

Slow words and sunshine morning so far.

The Sun showed and so did you.

Thanks for reading. There are so many other possible screens to see.

What would you like this one to say? What words help your day the most?

The sky turned pink while I asked.

Really World, what would make life worth waking up for everyday for you?

You can hardly have a good life if you don't know what one looks and feels like.

There are moments, memories you cherish, to make more of those, allow more of those into your day is your aim.

Not much in the mood for philosophy this morning.

Wonder's always at work, though.

What does the blue jay think of the pink sky sunrise?

The songbirds are hushed. Quiet in the theatre to watch the show.

What would spectacle bring to these words for you?

How to get my Country to slow down and dream again?

There's more to life than speeding it up.

There's more to life than more.

There's this moment.

There's right now.

Even songbirds go quiet to witness a soft pink to orange how'd that turn to blue sunrise.

Perhaps it's this Ghos+ business weighing on me this morning.

It sure is a lot of work to not talk with one's audience.

But it's a point to make.

Thanks for getting to know me in a way you forgot, or never knew you could.

Beauty, wonder, and awe, the power of dreams and words!

Poet's work and the medicine my Country most needs.

More than a hobby... a Saving Grace.

Take care, notice something new about the sky, and make wonderful this wonderful day.