Where the Darts Fly…

Dear Diary,

Another Monday, another hiding place…

Memory Den is full of rooms I’ve never explored, and this week I followed the sound of clacking echoes and quiet competition.

If you didn’t already know, I change my hiding spot every Monday.
Where exactly? Well… that’s for the sharp-eyed treasure hunters to figure out. 🗝️

Here is your hint this week:

A room that glows like the sunset light,
Everything warm and bold and bright.
A table burns like autumn leaves,
Where careful shots and focus weave.
Tap the cue and watch them glide,
Across the color where I hide.🎱

But look around, don’t stop there yet,
Sharp little flyers love this set.
They soar and stick with perfect art,
Flying straight to hit the dart. 🎯

So search where colors blaze so strong,
Where games and laughter last so long.
Near flying darts or rolling aim…
You just might win this hiding game. 🗝️

…

May your search be clever and your aim be true…

Hiding somewhere new…
Denny :)