sweet!

you are right. (happiness)

if the sugar is a little burnt.

...

some more ...

decided 'yes'.

slightly mortified to realise that she is pink. The decision was perhaps not so wise.

sugary boots mean sticky feet.

if boot yearns for a dry, whooshy wind to scatter her far and wide.

keep eager tongues away from Ms Boot until he can see the glisten of the aurora in her fine fine crystals first.

Mouse and Sea Horse on guard!

missed Mouse and Sea Horse. How lovely.

if the pink, sugary state - now dissolving thanks to cloudhopper - attracts them, then it is a good state to be in.

also the idea of the whooshy wind scattering, however.

conundrums.

doldrums.

(Meldrum's) humdrum (points for 80s Oz music shows).

call it a tie. Knew Peter Gabriel, but not vis-a-vis humdrum.

all with the multi-humdrum morning.

Mouse has had an accident with gold powder in her tea and now looks like second picture: www.fancymice.info/whatt...

so she is not willing to try anything named "spun" sugar.

Sea Horse has a sweet tooth, but has never seen anything like spun sugar in the sea, it melts too fast.

Sea Horse doesn't think spun sugar looks anywhere as dangerous as an eddy.

much woe at dear Mouse's powdery tea troubles.

though that sable suits Mouse.

dipping her fingers in the water near Sea Horse in hopes that the sweetness caresses Sea Horse's sweet tooth.

Mouse a start of surprise, and then a small curtsy, with a firmly closed mouth all the same.

not seen Sea Horse on a sugar high lately. There is much jumping around and splishing.

smiling at the splishing. It's a happy day that begins with Sea Horse splishes.

each splish is a set of glisteny concentric circles, in a candy-floss pink.

struck by the absolutely beautiful imagery you've conjured up.

at the beauty of the world sometimes.

that boots made out of spun sugar would be fantastical.

they would rapidly become difficult to remove!

we sugary boots are a tacky lot.

expects you are (corporately) the height of sophistication. Spun sugar is quite elegant.

just discovered this. Today I am wearing a rainbow striped turtle-neck sweater that has very fine glittery thread in it. Anti-sophisticate

some days one must struggle against the delicacy of one's own nature, mustn't one? (Oh, and purple, buckled, Frankenstenian boots).