I thought it odd that even with the weather being so bad, depressing and wet you still reached out to hold my hand.
Odd because until today you were not the most demonstrative of people. Even when we were alone you always sit at your end of the lounge and watched in isolation.
But you have always had odd ways about you. I read your blog and you post odd things, like the pebbles you find in the garden, the snails that you find traveling from one side of the yard to another…..but even when asked you look at me as if I am the odd one. You’ll say you write fairy tales, imaginative tales of little people living in your garden and you have the audacity to challenge me about what I write about.
She does have a point about that, I create tales which some think border on the real about the fairies in the garden.
But as I would say to her I don’t post naked body parts of myself on my blog.
They are artistic she will say, I’m making a statement about the conservative mentality of the populace in relation to nudity and anyway I never show anything rude or anything that might give me away to anyone other than you.
Even after a long discussion and exchange of ideas about our own oddities we always remain friends as it’s a banter we have, like an odd game in which we know the outcome well before we get close to any conclusion.
We are an odd couple even if we love each other with an unbridled passion.
Written for: http://lindaghill.com/2016/01/22/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-jan-2316/
Morpethroad 
Sometimes the most challenging matches between people are the most rewarding. A lovely, warm post, Michael. 🙂
Thank you Linda, you are so right.
Lol, I’m often left wondering what’s real and what’s not when I read your posts, Michael. Regardless, you must lead a colorful life. I think. 😄
Thank you Mandy there is never a dull moment, at least in my head…..now you might think that is odd? Even so I do like a little excitement…lol
I an only imagine 😂
Glad you remain fiends. Good way to keep it. Nicely done Michael.
Thank you John, I totally agree.
Ha ha ha
Fiends?!
XD
Now, I’m not sure if this is a typo or deliberate – but either way, it begs for the imagination – in this case – mine – to run wild and free. This being said – no further explanation is needed Michael – i am content to let it sit in the “unknown” – and savor this delicious SoCS piece.
Brilliantly written and insightful – an absolute delight 😀
Sorry Pat but it was another typo…..but I do like how you think.
Thanks for stopping by.
*snort* …. well I still like the possibilities …. adds a new dimension to the entire ambiance of the piece 😉
I must admit I figured it was a typo — friends not fiends. But as I thought more about the last two words, “unbridled passion,” I decided it was a) intentional or b) a Freudian slip. ;D
I see what you mean but I don’t think I’m that smart….
Don’t sell yourself short, ;D
Sa what? Fairies aren’t real?
Only if you want them to be unreal…life I think is a whole lot more fun believing they are happy in a corner of my garden….
I need to get a nice welcoming garden.
I want fairies by me too. 😉
Well when you do let me know ill send out feelers to see if any of my fairies have American cousins.
Will do. 👍🏼
Oddly enough, Michael, I enjoyed reading this, even though I have no clue who SHE is *grins*