Apparently, it rains spaceships in Siberia.
I like the idea that those two guys are gonna fix that baby up and take her to the moon.
“Don’t be discouraged, Ivan, we just need a bigger hammer.”
There’s a fairytale for you. Ivan and his brothers fly to the moon, with the help of Baba-Yaga and a crashed shuttle.
The photograph is by Jonas Bendiksen, who did a series of photographs in Siberia.
I love it!
And I love you!
And somebody PLEASE write that story!!!
It is more of a story spark than a character spark.
Say, would now be a good time to call, rather than tomorrow?
Would one hour from now be sufficient? I really just walked in the door and, uh, haven’t yet unpacked my groceries.
And balls! I forgot half and half!
*STOMP!*
Of course! And we can wait till tomorrow, if you’d rather. Just thought I’d ask, since I’m puttering around by my lonesome tonight. I wish I could send you the cute little half and half container from my fridge.
I would LOVE your half and half, but not half so much as your conversation at quarter til nine my time, ten your time! HURRAY!
Until then, dahling!