The Hero’s Journey…….

I swear, I will be grey before my time.

Since Skosh has come to live with me for a time without limit, he has grown a bit…more than a bit, as dragons tend to do.  He is now as tall as my shoulder, which would make him about 5’5″ and getting bigger every day, goddess help me.  He is, to all intents and purposes. a teen with a mind(?) of his own and a desire to make friends outside the home.  This is all very well, though one hopes he will connect with appropriate companions.  So far, so good.

His new buddy is Redneck the hummingbird, of whom I heartily approve.  A delightful and pleasant young man, he has attached himself to the family by greeting us as we arrive home by thrilling by on his lovely little wings and yelling at the top of his lungs, such as they are, “DUUUUUUUUUDE!   WAASSSSUPPPPP!”  and streaking away to other purposes.  he seems to be a constant ,pleasant…and safe…companion for our Skosh.

This afternoon when i came home from my acupuncture appointment, I was greeted by a twirling  Skosh, whipping his tail stream and ‘tktktktktk’ing a lot, which always makes me nervous.  “momtktktktk…” “momi, i, i, tktk…”  okay, Skosh, out with it….come on…. “mom we, um , we, um um, Neckers an me we umtktktktk.”

Oh, no.  Okay, Skosh…get to the point.  “Mom we umtk tk want to gocampingandfishingtktktktktk.” Ah.  Permission to go off for a weekend and be guys. Ahhhh.  A weekend without noise, a weekend to clean the soot off the walls….YES YES YES!!   Why of course, Skosh, you and Redneck may go camping! What a LOVELY idea!! (Oh,please…please…)

Then the packing began.  The tent with a branch in it for Neckers to sleep on, the sleeping hot pad for Skosh, and most  especially….a large flask of Old Lizard Breath for Skosh ( I do not approve but…) And for Neckers , a thimble of Highfly (fermented nectar)  and of course clothing,  such as it is.  Don’t ask.  And, of couse, weenies in case no fish are caught, which is a good possibility.  Redneck eschews weenies but says he can always find a rogue flower or two for sustenance….after all, living in the wild, one needs to hunt for one’s supper.  he does not include Wasilla, Alaska, as “living in the wild”.

So, the packing begins, and we shall see what becomes of our stalwarts when they return with stories of bravery and brilliance.  Let us hope for the best.

Posted by Susan. Visit  Galerie Yggdrasil To see more drawings and suff by Susan and Dennis.

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3 Responses to “The Hero’s Journey…….”

  1. laurel doerfler Says:

    I’m a friend of Jeanne Desy’s, and would like to subscribe.

  2. laurel doerfler Says:

    Add me to your list of subscribers, please.

  3. susan owen Says:

    hi laurel…i don’t know quite how one adds to a list of subscribers but if you keep checking the site, dennis has a post up as of today and in a week or so the boys will be back from their camping trip with tales to tell, embroidered heavily i’m sure, so check with us then and we’ll have more to put up. skosh really likes having his exploits shared with the world at large….shy, he isn’t. i shall tell him of your interest when he comes home. he’ll be all puffed up and impossible to live with. oh..it looks as if you can subscribe to this site when you post a comment. maybe that would work.

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