On Monday, for dVerse, it was Quadrille Monday (44 words, max), hosted by De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo. We had to use the word “groove” or a version of it. I’m way late to the party but on this morning’s walk to work, I encountered this lady and I suddenly felt like participating. And like my title says, groovy is as groovy does 😉
I cannot help but think of Iris Apfel who, at 100 years of age, has said (Choosing just one was difficult; the proof being that I changed quotes three times!):
“When the fun goes out of dressing, you might as well be dead. You need to pursue your own fancy.”
Both of us on an exercise mission,
cross each other’s paths.
My hello returned with a smile
Your
mismatched olive hat,
purple-striped shirt
and orange scarf,
with wide-legged grey shorts,
black knee-high socks
joining turquoise running shoes
scream
“I’m groovy coz I say so!”
It was a one-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ purple people eater. One-eyed, one–”
Purple rain, purple rain–
Purple haze all in my brain–
