Wednesday, March 31, 2010

The Plums Are Lost In The Past "Clue I "

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Late in March, Mrs. America Plum and her husband, the Colonel, were sitting on a promontory, overlooking the Sound, with seals barking in the distance, boats sailing past their view in the chilly morning air. She was worried about her life mate. Mr. Plum had become obsessed over an old photo. Not of a female so that she would have been jealous, but of an aged and worn photo of an older couple. Mr. Plum was wondering where his existence started. He was thinking of whom and where these people are, could they give him the knowledge he needed if he found them.

A proud, yet shriveled, brown, ancient Indian of the Muckleshoot Tribe came up to her husband, put his hand on Mr. Plum's shoulder and said " you need to go back where you came from to answer your questions", "you need to follow in the direction the sun rises".

Of course they were not totally without a clue, Mr. P. has several old letters that have been kept by family members, which he read and reread for hints, confirming the Old man is correct in his direction of going east.

America's favorite quote is "Preparation makes spontaneity possible." She thought, "Am I prepared enough"? The answer was "yes"' Mrs. Plum looked in her husband's eyes, wrinkled against the brightness of the morning light, noticed the need for answers to his questions and said, "Let’s pack!" He smiled at her, squeezed her hand in his. He replied, "Put in a pair of shorts, it may get warm before we get home". In return, Mrs. Plum said “Who knows where we're going, or how long it will take to get there, but it should be interesting." America thought “I hope I didn’t just jinx us!” She was thinking of Terry Pratchett’s book “Interesting Times”, when interesting didn’t always mean good.


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