The Old Stomping Grounds: Bar Culture
Weekly Photo Challenge: Culture Continue reading The Old Stomping Grounds: Bar Culture
Category: Prompts
Out And About, eh?
This weeks Weekly Writing Challenge asks to showcase your slang. It can be a display of regional pride, a contemplation on new words you’ve heard, but still don’t quite understand, or a practice in dialogue that mimics our regular speaking patterns. As an American who grew up in Canada, I know some slang. Often growing up I was around so many words for the same … Continue reading Out And About, eh?
Blog-hoping as labyrinth
“I am in awe of the beautifully sincere and profoundly moving creative souls there are on our spinning ball. As I blog-hop along” I wrote that November 3, 2012 – I had been blogging one week. Just re-read this old post, and had to share. This is another reason why I blog, to remind myself of what the important shit is. via Blog-hoping as labyrinth. Continue reading Blog-hoping as labyrinth
Gladful Tears
joy that springs forth from dry, sad eyes in moments of life it drifts down empty shores across the abyss of goodbyes aloft it soars capturing wind into the heart from the streamful bliss of joy that plies our soul with stars in twinkling energy then gone, like desire the waves awash on nightly deeds a creed of spontaneity This post is part of the … Continue reading Gladful Tears
Did I tell you how divinely and utterly happy I am?
BREAKFAST AT TIFFANY’s – said by Holly Golightly In the year after my separation in 2000 I lost weight, went shopping and became Holly Golightly; least in my mind. The grief diet is not a diet plan I would recommend, but I lost almost 50lbs – in those unhappy last years of my marriage I had gained so much weight that on my petite frame I … Continue reading Did I tell you how divinely and utterly happy I am?
I’m Four Months Old
Today is the 4 month anniversary of my first post October 26, 2012. Three months ago I reformatted and moved that first post into the page THE PROLOGUE. That was a direct response to the reality of what this blog had become for me. The prologue was a sort of eulogy I wrote to give to the Anglican priest who was performing the service at … Continue reading I’m Four Months Old
A Gnarl of Beauty
Wabi-sabi It finds beauty and harmony in what is simple, imperfect, modest, natural, and mysterious. [Rarasaur’s Prompt for the Promptless | Wabi-sabi] Whilst out hunting the lark, Tim and I happened upon such a thing of imperfect beauty. A gnarl. A lovely log, thrown off to the side with the other rejects. A gnarl is defined as a “knotty protuberance on a tree”. It appears … Continue reading A Gnarl of Beauty
Normal Shmormal
The DAILY PROMPT today is asking what makes me unique. Well, isn’t that a loaded question. Right at the moment there are a few things, but I will as instructed narrow it down to six. 1. Lets start at the beginning BIRTH – born North Carolina, USA. Why is that unique? Well it is unique if you grew up in Canada. My Mom had her … Continue reading Normal Shmormal
Like a Body Without a Soul
First and foremost I am a Bibliophile, which is basically a lover of books. In my particular case a collector of books as well. Old or new, dusty or shiny new, digital or analog, I love them all. However, I do also love to wander around a used book store. Actually, I love to wander around ANY book store, full stop. Financially though a used … Continue reading Like a Body Without a Soul
Email Me Late for Dinner
Do not call me. Please, don’t even bother. Phones are an intrusion. I have to atleast have some concern for the phone as I get few calls really. So now you have to stop, and by the time I’m over there they’ve hung up or they’re leaving a message. Oh, because you know darn well that the only time it actually does ring I’m right … Continue reading Email Me Late for Dinner
Those Precious Things
THE DAILY PROMPT – Your home is on fire. Grab five items (assume all people and animals are safe). What did you grab? Oh, to have a strong back, bigger hands, maybe resemble the hulk … than the first would be the Hoosier Cabinet. It was my Great Grandmothers, and it’s priceless to me. So, failing that; § my Camera § my lil’Mac Mini § … Continue reading Those Precious Things
From out my window
Which incidentally was exactly what I was just doing. Standing in the bathroom, having a smoke with the window open. It’s so mild out today. Last night it was all wet and foggy, this morning almost 1/2 the snow is gone. I Am the noises out my window the distant bark of dogs the snowmobiles hum You are a distant scar Wrote … Continue reading From out my window
1000th of a second
That’s all it took that first night I saw him. Standing with his friend watching the band. My heart did this little somersault and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Oh my sweet Adonis. There he was standing, in the flesh, right before my eyes. You know that to this day I can’t remember who talked to who first. All I remember is him … Continue reading 1000th of a second
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