It’s the autumnal equinox today. So flower/ flour would mean its time to dig up flowers I want to move and make an apple pie making pastry from scratch , with flour.
But I’m not feeling flowery, or floury. I’m in a state of emotional upheaval and I’m going use this equinox to have some ritual by a fire tonight.
So far my fire pit is a hole of dirt but I don’t care. Tonight I dance by the moon and may do some howling.
What I needed to write didn’t fit in with ‘flower’ or ‘flour’ in the longest stretch but yesterdays’ prompt did; smirk.
Here’s a link if you want to know;
If you don’t, that’s OK I just needed to get it off my chest.