Not Just Another Blogophilia Write; Three Bears in the Magic Wood; Sunshine and Daisies- part three

What on Earth or is it Mars, is blogophilia? https://marvgrn08.wordpress.com/2021/04/04/blogophilia-week-4-14-sunshine-and-daisies/?fbclid=IwAR3pGWjR-EkQ__RC6UhiNIuCsDJ_eK0JtMmcv6aRFP1owUWDya-KZgSMBa8

Sunshine and Daisies

It was the oddest thing, the feeling of falling, but ending up going nowhere. Still yet, this seemed different.  I wasn’t falling anymore, I was standing where I had been before the world fell away..or seemed to anyway. I slowly turned a complete circle, seeking answers. All the while, unsure of the questions I should be asking. Before me was the blanket that had held all of the ingredients for a picnic, for human and bear. Now empty save for one glass container. The container the dragonfly had rested on while I had made my decision. By all appearances I was alone.

What had I done? Stretching my hand outward, the world seemed to shimmy and wave before me. A hologram?

 “Well isn’t this all sunshine and daisies.” I muttered as I watched the world again grow still. Hands on hips I stood staring ahead. “Fine, no bears, no dragonfly, no disembodied voice, no cute puppy to keep me company in this oddity in which I find myself.”

 “So,” I continued talking to myself, more for the simple act of hearing a sound of any sort in the silence of the bubble I appeared to be inside, “I wonder what will happen when I physically move. Will this bubble burst and I find myself somewhere amazing? Or will it be the darkest of the dark, a living nightmare to endure?”

 The sudden barking startled me. Looking down I watched a puppy coming toward me in its best attempt at a run that was more waddle. “And I remain on the far side of crazy.” 

“Reciting song lyrics?”

Spinning around at the sound of another voice I was astonished to find myself looking at the Polar Bear. “Excuse me?” (One must be polite to something that could easily kill and eat you.)

 If a bear could smile, this one did. “I asked if you are reciting song lyrics.”

“I guess I was. I don’t recall by whom or how I know it, just that I do.” I was staring and I knew it, but I was talking to a bear.

 “Wall of Voodoo, interesting but not among my favorites.”

Seriously? I’m standing there now, thinking, I have lost my ever loving mind. I’m talking to a bear who is a connoisseur of music.

“You understand why you are here, right?”

I shook my head slightly, “not exactly.”

“Training, adventure, fun, did I say adventure?”

“Yes, actually you did. How exactly is all this adventure and stuff supposed to be happening?”

Again, I swear that bear smiled, no.. this was more of a devilish grin. “Grab the barker and hop up on my back and I’ll show you.”

“I think I may regret this, but right now, I see no other choice.” I was muttering but that dang bear laughed. I know that was a laugh.

“Hang on, we’re off for adventure, training, adventure and some sunshine and daisies tossed into the mix.” With that the bear leaped forward and through the walls of the hologram that had surrounded us. What had I done?

https://rebeccasrevels.wordpress.com/2021/03/21/not-just-another-blogophilia-write-the-three-bears-in-the-magic-wood-part-one/

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