Seasons Change
Aug. 15th, 2015 11:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
twilightponyI reorganized my winter wear that I have stored in my cedar chest. I pulled out and refolded the lovely blanket Rarity made for me, and packed it back snugly with my matching scarf and boots. "Folly". What a great color. Rarity has such an eye for these things. But it's summer. Warm clothes are for another season. It's too hot to wear anything but the most breezy of dresses, and even then, I'd rather not. Especially not now. I'm still molting.
I went out on the balcony, under the stars, to brush out the loose hair again. While I was brushing my throat a couple of meteors flew by, straight overhead. They were headed straight north. I told them to look out over Moondancer and Lemon Hearts. I doubt they heard me, or that they could assist Moondancer in her research, either.
I went out on the balcony, under the stars, to brush out the loose hair again. While I was brushing my throat a couple of meteors flew by, straight overhead. They were headed straight north. I told them to look out over Moondancer and Lemon Hearts. I doubt they heard me, or that they could assist Moondancer in her research, either.
