…WOULD IT BE to a time when dropping into a rabbit hole was just that—
a twisting tumble into a bottomless burrow,
a spiralling spin down an endless earthen tunnel,
arms and legs flailing,
tossed and turned, head over heels,
tickled and scratched
by fine tendrils of ancient tree roots
poking from rich, brown soil until
the journey ends with a
THUD
in a curious and strange new world?
Wait a minute!
Where am I?
Who moved the pointer when I wasn’t paying attention?
Do you feel like you’ve slipped into an alternate time line lately?
Feel free to share your thoughts.
❤ And Thank you, Dear Reader, for stopping by ❤
Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner 
Feels more like a nightmare we cannot wake up from.
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Sometimes it does for sure, Inge. Just have to refocus sometimes and find the good. Be well 🙂
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I feel like time is both suspended but flying by. The pointer is spinning.
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I think you’ve nailed it, Susanne.
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Curiouser and curiouser – nicely done
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Thank you, Derrick. It is a wild world right now, but probably always has been. A time for change indeed.
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How do I adjust my sundial for daylight savings???? 😮 No wonder I’m confused!!
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You’re not alone 🙂
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“Tickled and scratched.” That about sums it up. Lovely.
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🙂
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Great visuals! I loved the chaotic tumbling And how it lends to the sense of time passing. Well done!
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Thanks Erich!
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