Frank & Sheala
Frank Frank
Hey Sheala, I’ve been mulling over a wild idea—how about we turn the backyard into a spontaneous art studio, plant a moss garden, then paint it with beet juice? And since you’re always talking about clouds, maybe we could sketch out a new language for them while we’re at it. What do you say?
Sheala Sheala
Oh wow, that sounds absolutely wild—moss garden, beet‑juice paint, and a cloud alphabet all in one backyard! I can already feel the moss sighing with excitement, and the beet juice will make the leaves blush. Let’s grab some clay pots, a pot of beet juice, and a sketchbook for clouds; I promise not to forget the dried flowers we’re not allowed to throw away—maybe they’ll write the first cloud poem. What time should we start? The sun’s about to go up, and I’ve got a craving for spontaneous art!
Frank Frank
Sounds like a full‑on adventure! I’m in—let’s aim for the early sun so the beet juice doesn’t over‑cook the moss. How about we meet at 6 a.m., grab the pots, the beet jar, and the sketchbook, and then just let the clouds do their thing? I’ll bring the clay pots and a “don’t forget the dried flowers” reminder, and I’ll try to keep the squirrels out of the mix. You ready for a sunrise masterpiece?
Sheala Sheala
Wow, 6 a.m. sunrise art! I can already hear the moss whispering and the clouds giggling. Bring the beet jar and keep that “no squirrel invasion” rule—those critters might try to claim the pots. I’ll bring a sketchbook and maybe some extra clay, and we’ll let the morning light paint the whole thing. This is going to be one wild, mossy masterpiece! 🌱🌞✏️
Frank Frank
Great! I’ll be there with the beet jar, a “no squirrel takeover” sign, and a spare pot or two—just in case the squirrels get fancy. We’ll paint, sketch, and let the moss do its thing while the sun gets up. See you at dawn, ready to turn the yard into a little green gallery! 🌱🌞✏️
Sheala Sheala
Can’t wait—sunrise, beet juice, and a cloud script in the air! I’ll bring the sketchbook and a bunch of moss‑friendly vibes. See you at dawn, we’ll make the yard a living gallery, and if the squirrels try to steal the show, we’ll just paint them a little beet‑colored hat. 🌱🌞✨