A Word For Wednesday

I knew I could count on Marc to say beautiful words.

Be Sorry . . . Less

The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven, not mans
-Mark Twain

I told Dale I would post today’s entry because I just do not want to let Wednesday go wordless. Not this Wednesday.

Zeke passed into the mystic on Tuesday afternoon. And as with any brilliant light, the end came much too soon. Because it is always too soon to say goodbye to such a cherished companion. She referred to him as a beautiful beast yesterday and a more fitting description you will not find. He lived a wonderful life as evidenced by this montage pieced together by the love of his life.

Good night, sweet prince.

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Finding My Face and My Place – Crimson’s Creative Challenge #129

When I saw Crispina’s photo, I knew exactly which one of mine I would matchy-matchy it with.  I had an idea brewing but couldn’t get to it until now. Of course my original idea is gone with the wind but that’s okay.  The joys of letting our muse have its way!

I have no character. There is nothing to distinguish me from another.  I’m just another faceless entity lost in the crowd, overlooked and unremarkable.

Oh, my child, you have much ahead of you. Do you think I was always this wise old crone?  I was once just like you. Uncertain and feeling that I was a never going to be special. We all are, you know.

Oh surely not you!

Surely, yes!  We all start off with the same blank canvas that life will carve and mold into what we are to become. You will see.  I already see much in you.

You do? I can’t believe I will ever become one with the earth again as you have.

Give it time.  It’s all in front of you.

Thanks to Tim for mentioning this song… It’s not but is related, isn’t it?

Weekend Writing Prompt #207 – Wayward

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.  As always, Sammi’s challenge sends me in all sorts of directions!

wk 207 wayward

“Beep-beep-beep HAH!” Time to run.  One, two three, I count my steps for the next one-and-a-half minutes, serving the dual purpose of gauging my progress and shutting up my brain. Two hundred fifty…

“Beep-beeep-beep GONG!” Time to walk.  Like a wayward wind swirling, my thoughts take off. You’ve made a mistake. You don’t know what you’re doing. You’re being taken advantage of. You can do better. What’s wrong with you? You should–

“Beep-beep-beep HAH!” One, two, three…

 

What a Deal! – Friday Fictioneers

It’s Wednesday!  And looky here! It’s my photo and yet another that was used in a Crispina prompt!  That Rochelle does like to challenge me, doesn’t she? Making me have to come up with something new.  I tell ya. Click on the frog below to add your link, should you be so inspire!

Garden Toad House Frog Home Outdoor Lawn Decor Statues & Lawn Ornaments Garden Décor

What a Deal!

I know we’ve visited quite a few properties but there is one more I want to see. Check the listing:  ‘Lake front property, beautiful views, three bedrooms, two baths’.  It’s a steal at two hundred and fifty K.

Steal or robbery?  At that price I’m thinking it’s a shack, ready for demolition!

Maybe it’s a succession thing and they just want to get rid of it!  Who knows until we go see, right?

I guess it can’t hurt to go visit. Just don’t get your hopes up.

***

Welp. Definitely not a succession thing.

They should rephrase that to In-Lake property.

 

Why Would I?

It is Haibun Monday at dVerse and this week it is hosted by Frank J. Tassone.  It just so happens that I had plans to write about being present in the moment today.  And lo!  It is this week’s subject. How could I not tag along?

Not later than yesterday, I had an exchange with a fellow-blogger and friend.  He loves to take his morning walks accompanied by various podcasts or audio books. This is great for him because he loves to multi-task and is an avid reader with only so much time in the day.  It is great for me because he gives such wonderful book suggestions and has not steered me wrong yet, so I shan’t ask him to stop! He suggests I should try to listen to podcasts, as well.  I beg to differ, my friend. There is so much noise in our everyday lives that when I can walk in nature, I want nothing else but to be present in the moment, to fully absorb the sights and sounds she provides.  From the flowering trees to the buzzing bees, to the wind rifling through the leaves to the wonderful variation of bird calls.  Why ever would I want to tune them out?

nature’s orchestra

trills and chirps, a caw or two

silenced by earbuds

Yesterday’s raucous symphony can be heard here, my friend 🙂 Something tells me your earbuds would have been insufficient.

Weekend Writing Prompt #206 – Restless

Well that went into a totally different direction!  Thank you to Sammi for hosting.

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments.

Relentless and restless

they make their way

boring at will

leaving behind

deceptive and beautiful

lacy patterns

 

and death

 

One of Those Perfect Moments

A random, everyday drive.  Nothing special.  Nine o’clock in the morning. On my way to the post office as I do every Thursday or so since lockdown to pick up the company mail before making my way to the office.  Only this morning, as I left the house CBC Music was playing a version of Debussy’s Claire de Lune by Janina Fialkowska.  So gorgeous.

As I drove down the street that runs along City Hall Park, I could see the two huge weeping willows (not mine that I am forever claiming) waving in the wind.  They seemed to sway in time with the music – the point in the music, about two or so minutes into it.  Perfection.  I had this feeling of peace settle over me in the most beautiful way.

I continued onto the post office but this music and that image were still with me, so before making my way to the office, I just had to stop at this park and walk along the path that winds through it,

then across the newly fallen snow so I could get the proper angle of one of the trees, still blowing in the chill morning air.

It truly is all about the simple things in life, isn’t it?

 

 

Close Encounters – Friday Fictioneers

Happy Hump Day, Folks!  It’s Friday Fictioneer time and today’s picture sent me off in a direction I didn’t expect. Gotta love that.  Thanks, always, to Rochelle for keeping us cats herded.  And this week, thanks to David Stewart for this fabulous photo.  Do join in with your 100-word story inspired by this photo by clicking on the frogs below and adding your link.  G’head. It’s fun!

Cute Inspirational Moral Stories for Kids: Two Frogs and The Churned Milk

Click here!

Close Encounters

“Yo, Zit-Face!  Wait up!”

“That you Jelly-Belly?”

“In the flesh! Well, what’s left of it.”

“I almost didn’t recognize you!  You look amazing!”

“As do you, my friend.  And your face no longer looks like a neon pimple factory.”

“Tell me about it.  Talk about a hellish time.  Except for you, high school sucked.”

“I have so missed you.”

“Me too.  You in town for long?”

“I’ve moved back.  Turns out Mr. Fantastic wasn’t quite up to par.”

“I coulda told you that… but I won’t.’

“Appreciate that.  So tell me. what’s new?”

They linked their arms, “Where to start…”

 

 

 

 

 

Why Bother?

It is Quadrille Monday on dVerse!  Today’s hostess is De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) who has asked us to write our 44-word poem using the word bother in some way, shape or form.  De is  Being bothered seems to be second nature to many of us moms… just sayin’…

Why Bother?

“Thanks for soups, Mamz.”

“Yeah, it was great!”

And before I know it

they’ve flown off their chairs

mouths still chewing that last bite

Why do I bother?

Would it kill them to just once

offer to clean the dishes

without me hounding them?

Weekend Writing Prompt #205 – Uncanny

A word prompt to get your creativity flowing this weekend.  How you use the prompt is up to you.  Write a piece of flash fiction, a poem, a chapter for your novel…anything you like.  Or take the challenge below – there are no prizes – it’s not a competition but rather a fun writing exercise.  If you want to share what you come up with, please leave a link to it in the comments. Thank you, Sammi, for hosting this challenge.

It is uncanny

and never fails

(well, almost never)

he enters her thoughts

she reaches for her phone

and before she presses a button

there comes the familiar ping

and there he is

how to explain such a connection?