Okay--so Bailey's getting all the attention, and I, Persephone find it necessary to get away from it all and go...on sabbatical...walkabout...blow this joint...get some fresh air !
So it's off in the fabled PT Cruiser with my lackey chauffeur to explore the farthest reaches of my domain.
Maybe we'll set sail for the Antipodes. Or follow Captain James Cook's route around the South Seas...
Or maybe we'll cross the Quinnipiac River in deepest, darkest Meriden, Connecticut.
Sigh...For those of us gifted with a vivid inner life, reality often cannot keep up.
So it's off to seek the infamous Breadfruit among the palms of the Quinnipiac River Gorge. I love the tropics!
The temperate climate of these regions bathes everything in green!
Not far to go... Soon, we'll reach Easter Island; of that I'm certain!
Exotic flora! Could this be the mythic breadfruit?
The warm weather and steady tradewinds lead to a certain languor among the natives.
Maybe I'll actually meet a native soon...
Ah! The Cook Straits! That must be South Island over there!
Maybe our last celestial fix was in error. Hmmm... are those natives?
I'm altogether perplexed. By my reckoning, we should be greeted by happy, minimally-clad residents of Norfolk Island.
Okay...perhaps I'll have to fire my navigator!
I'm getting hungry, and this is tedious! I must summon my lackey to take me home!
This body of water seems to go on forever. I fear I'll get scurvy! I know what to do...
Mutiny!
Hey, look--a crossing! Maybe that's the long-anticipated Red Bridge to Nowhere!
"Nowhere" sounds pretty good right now. I'm hungry!
But first we have to round the Horn and brave the waterspouts of the Roaring Forties.
Wow...that was close!
Now that's a LOT better! Maybe tomorrow we'll go to the Aleutians!
TTFN,
Persephone
7 comments:
Je ne sais pas où vous vous êtes perdu mais cet endroit ressemble beaucoup à la Suisse. Beaucoup !
Quelle belle promenade. Moi aussi j'ai toujours faim....Véronique dit que je suis un estomac avec 4 pattes.
Bisous, Faya
Sephie!
How do you even have time for reality when your inner life is so stinkin' rich? Did you ever meet the ones who shared the trail with you?
And, why were you whining in the 2nd veideo? We were wondering if maybe you saw something outside.
Goober love,
Stanley
Oh Sephie, you are so furry entertaining and funny! Thank you for taking us along on your epic journey to the tropics.....we think your sat-nav is broked though!
Slobbers xx
It looks like you had a great day in spite of the less than balmy weather! We are very glad to know that Miss Bailey is feeling better!
Aire-hugs,
Poppy, Penny & Patches
Well Sephie, next time you're inner self takes off down under don't foget to come visit!!!!!
tailwags
Noah xx
that was quite a journey, Sephie. we understand why you want to imagine a tropic land. it looks pretty cold where you are. that frozen fountain looks brrrrr.....
woofs.
Boy, our mom complains about our wet beards in her lap. She ought to meet you guys. Your beards are much longer than our. Do you like to take a drink, then dry them on your mom's pants?
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