The Great Outdoors

It’s a little before 6 as I make my way to the Park, welcomed by a young raccoon.

He’s ambling towards his tree, in no hurry, like Huckleberry Finn.

If he had a fishing pole and a banjo, it wouldn’t surprise me.Β 

As I stretch my calves not 15 feet from him, he seems totally unconcerned by my presence, eyeing the trunk of his tree as if to say, fuck, these stairs are gonna kill me one day.

I watch him scooch up, inch my inch, when suddenly he stops when a head appears out of the tree window.

His mother, a girl friend? I think, if I see boxer shorts and a coupla cans come flyin’ on down, then I’ll know who’s waiting up for Rocky.

I watch him brave the consequences, before going on my way.

Towards the middle of my run, I see a rather robust girl in bright pink tights, like a huge chrysanthemum in flight. I lose her for a while, till I barrel around west, where there she is, by the cut-off, dancing her little heart out.

So inspired, I start to dance too, thinking what the hell, bumping like it’s 1975, against a tree.

When she sees me, she stops and yells, “Hey, what do you think you’re doin’?”

I yell back, “What does it look like I’m doin’? I’m dancin’, like you.”

She put her hands on her hips that reminds me of a cookie jar, my Auntie Ida once had, and says, “I’ve never seen any dancin’ like that.”

“And I say, ‘Till now,” before zooming away.

Hey, there’s plenty of room on that dance floor, there cupcake…bump…bump…bump.


Lets hear it for being just a little silly πŸ™‚


About Susannah Bianchi

I'm just a girl who likes to write slightly on slant. I've had a career in fashion, dabbled in film and to be honest, I don't like talking about myself. Now my posts are another matter so I will let them speak for themselves. My eBooks, A New York Diary, Model Behavior: Friends For Life and Notes From A Working Cat can be found on Thanks.
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52 Responses to The Great Outdoors

  1. skinnyuz2b says:

    Too often carefree is confused with cuckoo.
    I’m so sorry for those who don’t enjoy their surroundings, whether a rambling raccoon or a dancing flower. Everyone should have a pause button in their busy lives.
    “I see a rather robust girl in bright pink tights, like a huge chrysanthemum in flight”. Poetry in motion!

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  2. Yay!! I love silly!! Keep it comin’! I’m gonna dance out into our North Carolina snow!

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  3. For some reason, the whole visual here made me laugh. Big ole gal is getting snarky because a little one is doing her schtick. Thanks for sharing. 😁

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  4. kingmidget says:

    A little bit of silliness in your day is a good thing!

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  5. Kate Howell says:


    ~Hal Rubenstein from my iPhone

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  6. What a fun morning! πŸ˜†

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  7. I love the variety of humanity (and zoomanity) you see while you’re out in the Park. It’s like a kaleidoscope of personalities. Thanks, as always, for taking us along for the ride.

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  8. Sorryless says:

    Dancing is freedom of movement, combined with sheer madness. When it comes to distinguishing characteristics between man and beast, this is one of those rare instances where one of the differences is actually a positive.

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  9. Dale says:

    How fun is that? Letting your silly loose! Life is way too serious and full of shit to not let go once in a while πŸ™‚

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