Brought to you by the Letter D

A game of lists and letters is my sort of game.

How to Play: Comment to this entry and I’ll give you a letter. List ten things that you love that begin with that letter and then post that list.

My List: Ten Things I Love That Begin With The Letter D
  
1.  Dreams/dreaming

2. Dawn/daylight


3. Dimples!


4. Drizzles and downpours


5. Darkness


6. Dolphins


7. Dessert

8. Dogs

9. Didgeridoos

10. Doorways



Honourable mentions to: dragons, disco balls, dressing up, dirigibles, deepness...  :D

Dance would be at the top of the list but it was already given to me as a D word by the original poster: Amy Rose Davis

SS - The Way it Ends

The Way it Ends 

from "Beautiful Letdown" (Switchfoot) 

   Stars streamed past the viewing window. I fumbled against the straps holding me in my seat. I had to see the end for myself or I wouldn’t believe it. The clasps came free and I fell forward. Pain tore up my side. “Dammit!” I ran my good hand over the bandage. It still held firmly to my skin. I grit my teeth against the ache and crawled to the window. After so long in near-weightlessness the false gravity of the escape pod pinned me to the floor. I wouldn’t have been able to stand even if the cursed Salzen hadn’t burned my left arm and leg to uselessness. Damn the traitors to Ursa’s Hole!

    At the window, I managed to pull myself up enough to grasp a handhold to one side of it. Behind my pod’s trail of exhaust, I could see it: the Galanthos Space Sation, pride of the living Planets, masterpiece from the combined skills of the nine races. It took three hundred years and millions of engineers and artists to build it. Its destruction took less than three seconds.

    The first explosions happened on the far side from me, just scattered flashes of light and a hazy halo of debris developing in eerie silence. Then a burst of light blinded me. By the time I blinked away the tears and afterimage, nothing but a dark smear across the stars marked where Galanthos had been. Words rose unbidden to my mind, last lines from an ancient poem. I whispered them out loud to the silence:
    “This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. This is the way the world ends. Not with a bang but a whimper.*”  



*TS Eliot's "Hollow Men"

TL - Small Happinesses

1. Retelling silly family stories around the dinner table

2. Salmon cooked just right with lime and lemon

3. Making foam block color-coded houses with a six year old

4. Baby steps with a 9-month old

5. Blueberry super tea and a circle of prayer

6. Smelly chickens that will grow up to be delicious

7. Reading the opening pages of a much-loved book over again