Themes: Mystel
Steep brown mountainsides and free falling. Silver brush with strong roots for leverage. Summersaults into olive trees and back flips out of lemon trees. Other things in other trees. Palm trees in particular. Citrus. Fascination with sugar gliders banging around their cages. Sea urchin stings in feet and beaches made of scalding pebbles, with pigeons for seagulls. Shade and napping. Sultry coastline goddesses, drinking cola, beads in their hair and plaster powdering their tans.
Harried circus performers. Harried construction workers. Urban playgrounds. Natural playgrounds. Jungle gyms made of bamboo, or taller people's limbs, or shelving units. Piggy back rides. One-eyed mama cats hissing and leering, resentfully reunited with a lost baby. Sand or rocks that give way beneath your feet unless you run like a lizard on water. Snowshoes minus the snowshoes. This really nifty kind of wind-vacuum if you spin just so, just so fast.
Spontaneous dance parties and pillow fights erupting in the streets. Volume knobs turned way up. Year-round Mardi Gras. Bazaar booth canopies as hammocks. Hidden treasures. Momentum. The clack of beaded necklaces and heavy jingle of metal striking metal. Entire earrings whipping off and braining passerby, when a ricochet angle gets a wee bit sharp.