8-07-2020 Till today my weekly slice of life were the edited versions of my letters to my Doddamma. Doddamma literally means ‘elder mother’. She is …
Everyday Moments (#SOL- 2020)
Recently, I have been following this ‘slice of life’. This young person’s dedication to her elderly aunt is moving. Please give it a read.
This is a reposting from A Wise Woman’s Journey
Word For The Day…
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It is reminiscent of the times I should have reviewed what came to mind before giving voice to any thing. — I would have asked, where in my world did that come from? Is it who I am today, or an ol’ scratched skipping record-better off discarded? — What do I allow to influence me?
profuse growth
if not watched closely
—valley’s lily
Psalm 18:25,26
beards’ intent–
lingering thoughts on
wild iris
This post was a personal challenge responding to a few challenges wrapped up in one post.
In response to:
Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge
Frank Tassone’s Haikai challenge #145 ‘wild iris‘ and
RonovanWrites’s Haiku challenge #312 ‘intent & thought‘
Does this meet the challenges?
posted June 27, 2020
When my indoor kitty and I first moved to snowy country to marry my husband, it was a cold February. He had a loving springer spaniel who was the gentlest giant.
The first time the cat experienced snow, she was dropped into 18 inches of it – at the far end of the backyard.
The springer watched from the doorway as she bounded back to the house like a jackrabbit. Not accustomed to dogs, she hissed at him as she approached. He didn’t react–until she crossed the threshold. He greeted his new friend with a big lick on top of her little head—she shook it vigorously as to wipe-off the kiss.
She hissed once more and lay by the fire. They eventually became fast friends.
Hip problems became an issue as he grew older. He loved walks in the water whether they be ditches along trails or the river shores. The cat began to stay by him after coming home from those watery jaunts. It helped him relax.
Of course, he preferred the inner corner of his bed, and sometimes he actually got it. As each winter grew colder, they slept closer.
He has been gone for awhile now, and she uses our laps as her personal cushions.
In Response To:
Comedy Plus Feline Friday – Feline Friday is simple to join. All you have to do is: Post a picture, drawing, cartoon or video of a cat (they may be silly or cute).
posted June 26, 2020
Our friends brought us here for breakfast at the beginning of the year. It is fun walking around inside this memorabilia-packed little cafe while awaiting our meal.
Hanging from the ceiling are tin lunch boxes-the kind with 1960’s super heroes, as well as Donald Duck, Mickey Mouse, Barbie, and comic strip characters. A 4-foot tall guitar stands close to a coin operated machine with a tiny clown. The operator pushes one or more of four buttons that correlates to the movement of the arms and legs making the clown dance. A juke box from the same era is in the main dining area. All of this is reminiscent of a beach boardwalk amusement park.
If you visit Seattle (some-time), please consider eating at this little gem-–Luna Park Cafe. Click on the link to see the pictures.
The parking is such that only 4 cars can fit perpendicular to the building; a total of 10 cars fit semi-comfortably in the lot. Exiting the lot takes a bit of see-sawing but having a ‘local’ driving helps a fair bit.
The color picture was taken with my iPhone 6, and altered using the free version of PS Express. That neon “Cafe” sign atop the face of the building became apparent to me only during the altering process. Yea, finding more treasures even after the visit.
This poem was written in response to The Sunday Fiction Prompt. Thank you, Donna for hosting this challenge. The challenge is to use the picture …
short story #22: A Statue’s Musings
red poppy
papery shade–feeds
bird and bee
Photo taken in my backyard and used by permission: beckleston
“you’re too good for May
I am leafing through the trees
wood you take me home”
Peter Bouchiere’s response to Frank J Tassone’s haikai challenge for ‘solstice I’
To view his photo for this punny poem, please visit the original post.
‘Wordless Wednesday’ – entries due by June 26, 2020 midnight Pacific Time
Wordless Wednesday (WW) is a visual blogosphere phenomenon.
Wordless Wednesday is a simple blog post featuring a photo which conveys a message that speaks for itself without using words.
Lone traveling delegate: mission impossible—faith
Prompt: ‘travel’ – June 20-26, 2020
Hemingway, with his creation of the six-word story, combined poetry and drama into a short form that has grown in popularity while remaining difficult to achieve. ‘For sale: Baby shoes. Never worn.’ —Ernest Hemingway
cottonwoods
sweetened summer air
swells my face
Photo cr: earthsky.org
concealed gates suffer
entrance to forbidden grounds
– satisfied repast
Photo cr: www.pexels.com
a race for good cause
bottle refills – nectar’s cloak
for laying hummers
True friends: no time ever passes
Prompt: ‘forever’ – May 23-29, 2020
Hemingway, with his creation of the six-word story, combined poetry and drama into a short form that has grown in popularity while remaining difficult to achieve. ‘For sale: Baby shoes. Never worn.’ —Ernest Hemingway
Many of you are familiar with Marta Chocilowska’s haiku. She is very active internationally in the haiku world. Below is her biography and nine of …
Daily Haiku Special Feature for Saturday, May 23, 2020
I am still new to haiku poetry and enjoyed this post – needed to share it.
spring’s long return to
empty promises heralds
annoyed humdingers
A neighborhood announcement:
‘Put out your feeders – the hummingbirds are back!’
Sure enough, one of our annual visitors practically dive-bombed my husband to remind him that our portion of the buffet was not yet displayed.
After retrieving the feeder from the basement, we served up the concoction of hummingbird feed.
Recipe:
1:4 ratio white sugar/boiling water
– Allow mixture to cool before serving it up.
Last year was our first time to do this. Based on those visits, only a quarter of the bottle was used in a period of 4 days, then I would change out the mix for a fresh batch. Seems to get murky by the 4th day. This year we’re only filling the bottle 1/4 full then refilling it according to the usage.
It seems we only have one to two visitors. Is it because they are territorial, or because we have agressive magpies frequenting our yard? Maybe I wait too long between batches?
What Day Is It Anyway? Monday, May 18, 2020
I started this post as a response to RonovanWrites Might&Slight challenge not realizing it was already a week too late, and then it morphed into this haibun-type post thereby making my response extra late. Ah well – here it is anyway.
Calliope Hummingbird photo courtesy of Todd Goodrich, University of Montana (no copyright infringement intended)
In Response To:
Comedy Plus Feline Friday – Feline Friday is simple to join. All you have to do is: Post a picture, drawing, cartoon or video of a cat (they may be silly or cute).
Each Thursday Ellen of 15andmeowing and Lorianne of Four-Legged Furballs, provide Friendly Fill-in questions.
Ellen came up with the first two questions and Lorianne came up with the last two questions.
If you need help, please let either Ellen or Lorianne know.
Here are this weeks questions:
1. I _______a_________and a ______________.
2. One nice thing about staying home is _____________.
3. ____________ instantly makes my day better.
4. When someone disagrees with me, I _________.
Here are my answers:
1. I love an RV fishing trip and the fresh breakfast my husband makes on those trips.
2. One nice thing about staying home is having the time to be creative with food, sewing, ukulele practice, and video chatting with my friends.
3. A morning kiss, music, fresh air, or a surprise call from an old friend instantly makes my day better.
4. When someone disagrees with me, I send them a cute picture of my cat; or bring them the cat.
valley growth
promises mountain
piqued beauty
Today is Wednesday, May 13, 2020. We were in town on Saturday running errands picking up our curbside order when I noticed there are blossoms on the trees.
I longed for the spring birds to return as we live in a little bit of a higher elevation, and they are not so keen on the two degrees temperature difference. When I moved here from the big city, I wasn’t used to the cacophany of the early dawn song. It drove me nuts! Having been here long enough now I miss it in the stillness of winter.
They are returning! We actually have neighborhood postings — The humming birds have returned. Put out your feeders! — and — Put your garbage cans in the garage, the bears are back!
Now tuning in for James and Anne “Almost Home” YouTube channel for their half hour of ukulele and cello music! Inspiring!
Gotta love it!
In Response To:
Comedy Plus Feline Friday – Feline Friday is simple to join. All you have to do is: Post a picture, drawing, cartoon or video of a cat (They may be silly or cute).
Having not located my creative writing bone recently, I AM at least reading. This was written by a neighbor, and is worth a share. Enjoy!
“Quarantine has turned us into dogs. We roam the house all day looking for food. We are told ‘no’ if we get too close to strangers. And we get really excited about car rides.
Day 12 at home and the dog is looking at me like, ‘See? This is why I chew the furniture!’
2019: Stay away from negative people.
2020: Stay away from positive people.
Does anyone know if we can take showers yet or should we just keep washing our hands???
I never thought the comment “I wouldn’t touch him/her with a 6 foot pole” would become a national policy, but here we are!
Me: Hey, Google: what’s the weather this weekend?
Google: It doesn’t matter – you’re not going anywhere.
I was told all I needed to go to the grocery store was a mask and gloves.
They LIED to me; they LIED!
When I got there everyone else was wearing clothes.”
Ba-dump-ump!
April 4 – April 10, 2020
Hemingway, with his creation of the six-word story, combined poetry and drama into a short form that has grown in popularity while remaining difficult to achieve.
For sale: Baby shoes. Never worn. —Ernest Hemingway
I love how Life finds a way to keep on a-keepin’ on!
This post is such an inspiration!
A tomato plant grew itself in a bath of soil I used to use for some strawberries that never thrived. When I found the branches drooping, I saved two nearly ripe tomatoes that were lying in the mud and looped up the others. I knew that the two on the ground would be eaten by insects. I didn’t know whether tomatoes ripen if you pick them too early, but I was willing to try. My husband, always trying to be helpful, thought I knew something he didn’t know about tomatoes and picked all of them so we had a whole row of tomatoes on our kitchen window sill. Maybe it was just as well. The plant wilted and died within a week. The gardener cut it down to just a stump and one twig has sprouted.
Some tomatoes did ripen. Some went rotten and got composted but two remained stubbornly…
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To: Ronovan
Congratulations on your 300 consecutive prompting posts!
As a neophyte writer and blogger, I begin with Haiku. Though short, I find these writings are not always quick. It has become a meditative process, and helps one disentangle from the mundane and be grateful.
Thank you for your faithfulness and grit!
Entry for prompt #300 grit and quit:
snowmelt
half acre wet leaves
—backache
A haiku for Colleen’s weekly challenge. Photo ©David P. Howard no time for singing eaves aflutter with bright wings nest-building twitter
#Tanka Tuesday: Nest-building
Trust in the LORD, and do good;so shalt thou dwell in the land,and verily thou shalt be fed. Psalm 37: 3 clouds and yetenough lightto fill a jam …
Psalm 37 and Short Poems
Journeys in the Attic 