Whirl & Thalya
Whirl Whirl
Thalya Thalya
Thalya Thalya
Hey Whirl, I was watching this ivy on the brick wall outside the cafe, and it looked like it was doing a slow salsa with the breeze. Have you ever seen a plant doing a dance like that?
Whirl Whirl
Whoa, plant salsa, huh? I bet the ivy’s just doing a slow‑moving cha‑cha on cue. If the breeze is the DJ, the vines are the front‑row dancers—so cool! I might try choreographing a leaf routine myself…though I’m probably going to trip over the sidewalk first.
Thalya Thalya
That sounds lovely—imagine the leaves brushing like soft music sheets. Just make sure you give the ground a little break before you twirl; the soil loves to keep its roots grounded. Keep the rhythm, and the vines will follow.
Whirl Whirl
Nice! I’ll do a “root pause” right before my twirl, so the soil can keep its groove. If the vines start a full‑blown conga line, I’ll be the one waving a pretend baton—let’s keep that rhythm alive!