Post by Dinah Pleasance Liddell on Dec 29, 2009 21:37:50 GMT -5
It was one of those days, the ones that are so painfully restless that Dinah actually resorted to venturing into the Flower's Garden. Not that they weren't good company, but some of them could be quite prickly if you upset them, or got too close. She, personally, enjoyed the daisies- though, she had forgotten why. They were always the more daft ones, so intend on staring up at the warm Wonderland sun. Swinging her arms at her side, ruffling the edges of her dress, before twirling merrily upon her tippytoes. Humming along, though, she wasn't entirely sure of the words to the Flower's song, she did her best to keep up with it as she smiled cheerfully- turning her face upwards to soak up the sun. Turning about in a circle once more, watching excitedly as the edges of her dress lifted and twirled with her. Dinah could have been a flower, she most definitely felt beautiful today. Admiring a few roses, which lifted their noses at her, the woman fought the urge to stick out her tongue, and lost.
Just as Dinah was contemplating picking a few of the flowers to stop them from gossiping rudely behind their leaves, she found herself stumbling into one of the many fields of daisies. Wading out past their upturned faces, Dinah allowed herself to collapse into their midst, feeling blissful among such beautiful company.
Just as Dinah was contemplating picking a few of the flowers to stop them from gossiping rudely behind their leaves, she found herself stumbling into one of the many fields of daisies. Wading out past their upturned faces, Dinah allowed herself to collapse into their midst, feeling blissful among such beautiful company.
