De Jackson, aka WhimsyGizmo hosted dVerse Quadrille yesterday. Took me some finagling to get my 44 words to where I was willing to share them. I shoulda chosen another subject because now my memories have come flooding in and this limitation is causing me grief!
where childhood memories were made
Pépère¹ bulldozed river rocks;
a sandy cove to protect our feet
When not being fished,
crapet-soleil² nibbled our toes
Rocks have since rolled back
and the river seems more
like a stream to our adult eyes
¹Pépère means “Gramps”
²Crapet-soleil is a fish, that, I just learned, is called Pumpkinseed fish – we are never too old to learn 🙂
Depths here unreachable.💜
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Truth. 🧡
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I am sorry to say that your grief is our glory. That took me back and my memories are now flooding forward. Thank you for that. Wonderful memories!
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Well then, my grief has just subsided… I was worried it was too choppy 😉 So very glad you were brought along for my trip down memory lane, which sparked your own 🙂
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I feel like I’m caught up in your childhood memories–you took me there in your few words and photo. It looks like a lovely spot.
(And I guess the fish does look like it’s coated in pumpkin seeds).
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That is fabulous! So glad I managed to. It is really beautiful. If I had had the time, I would have gone through my photo albums to fish 😉 out photos showing just how much the vegetation has grown around that little river. We used to be able to see the farmer’s field and cows beyond!
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I guess that sort of change happens over time–or depending on how the land is used and how much rain, etc.
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Let’s just say, over the more than 40 years we have been going up, it’s changed big time!
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We too had a little stream to paddle and play in. Very likely it is fenced off now with No Trespassing notices and will be deemed to be too dangerous for children to be near anyway! Cynical? Moi?
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Thankfully, this property is still in the hands of family (for now, as it is for sale) so we can still have our toes tickled.
Today’s kids are kept in cotton.
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True! Never too, old!
Lovely verse, dear Thunderette eyes of Thunder!
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Thank you, sweet Sorceress of the Cloth!
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Well I’m learning too, Dale – it’s great, and I can see why that handsome gentleman is called a Pumpkin fish as he looks like he’s covered in seeds!
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How wonderful that all of us are learning something today 😉
He does look like it, doesn’t he?
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I never heard a Crappie called a pumpkin seed fish. So we do learn something every day. Good one, Dale. 😁
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Neither have I! I looked it up because I always call them crapet-soleil or crappies so… goes to show! 😉 Glad you enjoyed.
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What fun that was. wonderful, Dale. I love the photo.
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Thank you, Tim. I am so glad you liked… sometimes we write things and think… I dunno ’bout this… 🙂
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“I dunno ’bout this…” happens all the time.
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Nice to know I’m not alone 🙂
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You’re not all by yourself like Eric Carmen.
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He he he!!
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This was lovely and gave me an ‘awwwww’ reaction along with an ‘oh!’ reaction (for the tidbit of learning about the fish. Is there also a seasameseed fish? Asking for a friend …) 😉
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Awww to you, Na’ama! Good question… Hmmm.. will have to investigate further 😉 Thank you, my friend!
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Yeah, photos, please, if you find Mr. SesameFish 😉
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Will do. But. Please do not hold your breath!!
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I’ll see-some-me about it … 😉 (sorry, terrible, terribly joke but … it is what it is today … LOL)
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You are so corny, you’re adorable.
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Me love corn. Corny sounds like corn, but cuter. 😉
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Hahaha!
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Your NYNF … 😉
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One of a kind…
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Whew. Can you imagine if there were a bunch of me running around? 😉
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Oh boy, oh boy! 🙂
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😀
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I nod. And nod. And still I nod.
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I am glad that you nod and nod and nod some more. 😊
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And now I smile and smile and smile some more 🙂 🙂 🙂
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🙂 🙂 🙂
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oh I know that feeling – how small everything looks as an adult – it’s quite disorientating, isn’t it?
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Oh for sure. Plus this little river rises and lowers quite a bit, depending on the weather.
My grandfather used to clear the area nearest the house. Now that he is gone, the overgrowth has really taken over 🙂
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So much here in only 44 words. Well done, Dale 🙂
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Thank you, Marie 🙂
Some days it’s easier than others!
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I can relate to that 🙂
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I don’t think I could ever fish again, seeing as how it is an amazing trigger for wanting to have a smoke. Since, yanno . . that was my favorite part of fishing whenever I had occasion to kill a couple hours, ;).
And the names of fish . . it’s almost as if they make them up as they go along!
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No? Smoke and a beer… while pretending to fish. I can see it 😉 Of course, we were all of 5-12 when we fished on the old bridge.
Honest to Bob. I have mentioned this crazy Anglo version of the name of the fish and am met with blank stares. We’ve always called it the crapet-soleil or sun crappie. Oh well.
Q
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I never drank actually. Too early, I’m an evening person when it comes to the stuff. Or at the very least, an indoor person if partaking earlier than happy hour, LOL.
It’s carazy. Hey! That’ll be the next name they come up with . . .
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There isn’t only morning fishing, yanno. Depending on the time of year, dusk is a great time to fish too (and not too early for beer 😉 ) But hey, I understand.
Maybe!!
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Fishing is one of those activities that, like bowling, always feels like a better idea than it turns out being. Same with video games.
Mebe!
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Hah! Bowling always turns out more fun than expected for me. Can’t remember the last time I fished and honestly, I don’t do video games…
😉
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Lucky you. Bowling always makes me want to drink. Much.
😉
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Well… the secret is to drink WHILE playing…
😉
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I’ve tried. Lord knows I’ve tried.
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Ya just didn’t have the right partner 😉
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What’s say we have a bowling date then?
Sans the bowling . . .
Just kidding. 😉
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Absolutely!
Hahaha!
We’ll come up with something. 😉
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Do I feel a basketball contest brewing?
Ha! Meet Ha!
Always do . . .
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Oh you know it!
Tee hee…
True ’nuff 😉
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Challllllaaaannggeeee accepted!
You like?
You know it is.
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Wooooooot!!!
I do!
I also do 😉
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😘😘
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I nearly missed this and t would’ve been a loss …my loss!
I can understand how it triggered memories, as your words did to me!
Beautiful cherie! xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
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Awww… You are so sweet to have found it and taken the time to leave your lovely note!
Merci mon amie! xoxoxo
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My pleasure, mon amie! I really enjoyed it! xoxoxoxoxoxoxo
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So glad 😘😘
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🧡❤🤗❤🧡
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Lovely, Dale. It reminds me of a small pond we enjoyed when we visited my Grandmother who lived in Alabama. We called her “Mama in Alabama”,
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Awww, thank you. I love when my little stories/poems trigger memories in others. Lovely!
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What a super job! I’d have thrown up my hands and gone back to bed. 😇
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Why thank you, kind lady! I was worried it was too choppy 😉 I guess it wasn’t!
You funny one!
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You accept these challenges with such aplomb and grace. Days later I’d still be pixed and letting the world know it. 😉
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Why thank you. There are many that stay stuck in drafts 😉
Just so you know!
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Head shaking…[that’s just hard to believe]. You always seem to casually toss these tasty morsels outs for consumption.
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Haha! Then that means that when I DO participate, it looks effortless – and that’s a fabulous thing. To be honest, some of them just fly off the keyboard; others? Not so much! They stay in drafts until I put them in the trash…
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Thank you for the reblog 🙂
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