Weekend Writing Prompt #219 – Vivid

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!

wk 219 vivid

Time for a walk, I’m short on steps

Outside my door, one tiny phlox,

a vivid purple, demands my attention

It succeeds. I photograph it and turn

right into the rain I hadn’t noticed

Big, fat drops bounce off the hot pavement

releasing petrichor

delighting my nose

God, I love that scent!

I breathe deep and keep walking

Turning the corner, a bright white cloud

Can white be vivid?

it is so bright

over there, while

thunder cracks

over here

I jump over puddles, laughing

all the way home


Thunder? Pfft! That Doesn’t Scare Me!

I am not a list-maker by any means, not even close (though, maybe, just maybe I should think of trying it). That said, it doesn’t mean I don’t occasionally have a mental “To-Do-List” going on in my head. For example, today, I had on my list to clean the bathrooms (blech!) and to weed the front gardens.

Of course, I still seem to be on vacation-mode so I have a little trouble “gittin’ in gear” so to speak! By the time I had written today’s post and cleaned two toilets (again, blech!) the thunder that my lovely neighbour/Global Weathergirl (woman!) Aalia had predicted decided to start. The sun hid behind the clouds and the rumbling started.

I, however, was not deterred! Even when the big raindrops started. They were few and far between and I’m not made of chocolate, last I heard, so I worked on. Zeke was NOT pleased that I asked him to remain on the front stoop under the awning. Wet woman vs wet dog just ain’t the same stink!  Sorry, Boy!

Just this morning I was reading my friend Joy’s blog at Joyfully Green where she was talking about meditating; well actually, she was more talking about clutter and cleaning and straightening out her thoughts but what it all boiled down to was this is her way of meditating.  (I am like her – sitting down in some awkward position, getting cramps in my legs and trying to empty my mind just doesn’t work – gardening, photography, cooking – DO!)  So true what she says:  that when life gets too busy and we feel we can’t think, getting something in order helps to clear the mind, ergo, meditation!

It was raining just enough to see a pattern form on the driveway and I found myself thinking of that silly commercial where the mother is gardening, flowers are blooming, sun is shining, bees are buzzing….but in reality it’s raining cats and dogs and her kids are watching her from a house window, thinking she’s crazy.  Can’t for the life of me remember what the product being peddled is but I was smiling to myself thinking of it while rain was making a pattern on my back!

I didn’t even think to get my gardening gloves as I just started pulling here and there, till next thing I knew, my bag was full!

Gardener's hands

Gardener’s hands

More thunder and I keep thinking: “That’s it, in a flash the skies will open up and drown me!” But no, it didn’t.

I sat back on my heels and perused my work, feeling quite satisfied!

Before I knew it, I was looking at the sad state of the roses and decided to prune them.  The rain had come and gone and come back a bit and I could hear my neighbour working on his trailer while I pruned away.  And then, just as I finished and was sitting on my stoop going through the rosehips, the rains came – for realz.  My neighbour disappeared though I don’t know if it was the squeak of my need-to-be-greased pruning shears that drove him away or the heaviness of the rain…

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And the rains came…

I was safe from the rain, sitting on my porch, cutting away the rosehips.  Seriously.  I think they will do me no good at all.  I don’t think they are ready to be turned into jelly.  Methinks I should have left them there to mature and get red… Oh well, it may be considered a waste of time but I prefer to think of it as a reason to just sit out there and enjoy the scent of petrichor (which I did not expect as the day had not been all that warm) and the sound of the rain falling.

Un-ripe rosehips

Un-ripe rosehips

As I was squeaking away, the rain stopped completely… Mother Nature is truly confused today!

A perfect afternoon!  Now off to prepare my salmon for the cedar plank treatment!

So all the “todays” really mean yesterday!

Gratitude Sunday – June 8, 2014

Another great week has come and gone!  The weather has been pretty darn good and you can smell the end of the school year.  Two more “weeks” of exams for the boys are all that are left.  This in reality means there are only three or so half-days of exams!  This silly school has added tutorials after some exams!  Seriously, how many kids are going to attend these?

Zeke and I had quite a few nice walks, meeting new friends like Pouf, Lily, Tom (cute names…) and yesterday got to hang out with the neighbour Nyala as she was going to be left alone all day.  Couldn’t let that happen!

Thursday brought another lovely day and an even lovelier lunch with my good friend Karen.  How funny is it that we went to elementary school together, lost touch after she moved away after fourth grade, only to re-find each other on Facebook!  For all of you Facebook haters, this is the main reason I am on it…. I have reconnected with so many people I had “lost” over the years.  And, though it starts on line, many of them have moved up to the face-to-face type get-togethers.  So no, it is not impersonal 😉  I have hopes that some of my “Internet Friends” (whether through Facebook or the Blogosphere) will one day be met in person.  This will “sadly” mean I’ll have to hop a plane to Portland, Oregon; County Waterford and County Cork, Ireland or Crawfordville, Florida; to name but a few!

On Friday the day looked quite “iffy” and I kept hesitating on when to go out and of course chose the wrong time!  Zeke and I got caught in a lovely summer downpour!  I was on my way back home, having chosen a short one because of the clouds and we should have just continued on as it stopped not long after.  Just the smell of wet dog is so unappealing…. However, just as the rain started, I spotted this little fellow!  He was kind enough to pose for me before hopping off!



Gratitude List

  1. Being able to have lunch with a friend so we can just catch up on each other’s lives.

  2. Cooking up a storm to entertain friends on a Saturday Night.

  3. Walking in the summer rain after a hot day where the pavement has that fabulous smell known as petrichor (such a weird name for a fabulous scent).

  4. Capturing wildlife with my camera on my walks.

  5. This one item is difficult for me to explain or write.  For the past week, I’ve been absorbing all the Maya Angelou “things” I can get my hands on.  The Master Class episode, the two Super Soul Sunday episodes, the quotes being recited pretty much everywhere, parts of her memorial service (will watch it all later)…  I was so inspired by her (as were millions!) and am so grateful I was lucky enough to have read a couple of her books (and now want to read everything she has ever written!) and well, I just want to be better.

Isn’t if funny how we can be so deeply affected by certain events in our lives?