memories held tight ‘til like a viper they rise unfurling like smoke I’ve been largely AWOL this past month for various reasons but I’m trying to reengage, so thanks to the following for inspiring me to do a bit-o-thinking and writing. Shout out to my always favorite haiku challenge at Ronovan Writes and to the MLMM… Continue reading like smoke
Autumn in Florida is ... well hotter than heck! Feeling a bit nostalgic for brisk fall days, boots, and cute jackets reminded me of this day in the not-so-distant past. Sitting on our patio, wearing a sweatshirt, drinking a glass of wine--aaaah the sweetness of the cool air! So thanks Comedy Plus Wordless Wednesday for giving me… Continue reading Autumn Memories
cathartic tears flow memories lost in the stream but forlorn no more Thanks to FOWC and Enthralling Journey and JusJoJan host Linda for the inspiration.
This week! I yi yi! No wonder today's Just Jot January prompt reminded me of this commercial from my childhood for the Inch Worm Toy Granted I was probably out of the target age but I had the same reaction then as I do now. You're getting nowhere on that ridiculous thing. Get off that… Continue reading Inch Worm Angst
Youth’s Mementos Floating through a grass filled sky Like the white winged dove Today's prompts (grass / dove/ memento) immediately launched my mind back to my wayward youth. So thanks for the memories Ronovan Writes and Linda's Just Jot January Challenge and Daisy Smile Face And thanks to Stevie for being Stevie! White Winged Dove
Sparkling Tinsel Adorning The Tiniest Tree A Star Of Tinfoil Cast From Tinkerbell’s Wand As The Tin Man Found His Heart Christmas memories (of Christmas trees, homemade ornaments, Sunday nights with The Wonderful World of Disney, and our annual viewing of The Wizard of Oz) inspired by Linda's SoCS challenge to use TIN as our prompt. And… Continue reading It’s Christmas Time or Memories that Tingle
the road tempts onward but deep down in the dungeon memories unspool Thanks to Sue for her Photo Prompt. It inspired thoughts of our lives lived through time and what that means as we age. That thought connected in my mind with this great phrase--deep down in the dungeon--from Putting My Feet in the… Continue reading Life
windows to the past hiding in the dappled light question memories Thanks to Sue for the Photo Prompt and Thanks to Putting My Feet in the Dirt for the Word Prompt Cover Photo courtesy of Sue Vincent. Window Photo (above) is courtesy of me.