Pinwheel Blooms & Gumdrop Trees
If you happen to be from the generation that partook of purple haze, tangerine trees, marmalade skies, a magic bus, incense and peppermint, then this next planet will probably not hold many surprises for you.
But for the rest of you (straights), welcome to the wonders of Planet Leery. [That’s not a typo; we did indeed consider naming this planet for our good ol’ pal, promoter, publicist and pusher, Dr. Timothy Leary, but instead thought it better to memorialize the woozy way this wacky world makes you feel after a few hours on its wobbly, wavery, wiggly, wonderful, whimsical terrain.]
For this planet’s surface is ever undulating, pulsing with pinwheel blooms (both counter- and clockwise) and groomed with gumdrop trees (of every flavor known and a few yet undiscovered). The cellophane flowers of yellow and green certainly do tower over your head (as well as those of the plasticine porters). New life is ever bubbling and popping to the surface, spreading beneath your feet in kaleidoscopic colors.
And . . .wait a minute! . . . just over the horizon — isn’t that Lucy in the sky?