I was walking through the mall the other day, when I noticed just how high the dress I had on was cut, and that I was displaying rather more of myself than I had initially realised.
Now, this isn’t an issue (I am very pleased with how my body looks), but it did give me the opening two lines of the following piece, Flesh flash, flush! (which gets its title from playing with vowels sounds in the same consonant set).
PS – the colander was for use during the recent solar eclipse, as a safe way of viewing it. Worked quite well I thought.
Beckbridge - sometime scribbler 