Hi all. I am obviously running behind, since this is being posted almost 5 hours later than usual. Yeah, I had 4 meetings this morning. Oh, and that doesn’t include over 200 new emails in my work email’s “Inbox” when I got in. The afternoon is busy and I am still not close to being caught up. Sigh.
So, where is the smile in all of that? Besides, of course, that I am gainfully employed and such….
Perhaps the reason I am so busy is that I had just a little over 4 days off in a row. I was down on Cape Cod, so I enjoyed some of things that I can do down there, like very long walks on the beach. It was very relaxing. Nice.
Hello and Welcome! Come on over and I will get you a nice, super strong dark roast, a cuppa tea or hot cocoa. It is a little chilly, but the sun feels great. Oh, were are we? Some of you may recognize the photo at the top as being from Cape Cod.
I drove down to the Cape on Sunday evening, two kittens in the car with me. We were greeted by the pups, who had been down since Thursday evening. The pups acted like it had been years…
I was able to do a few Cape Cod type of things this week, like long walks on the beach and such. Besides that, I ran, I walked (besides those couple of beach walks, mostly in the neighborhood, which means to the two landings), I did a little work and puttered around the yard, I exercised, and I ate. Hey, it was Thanksgiving week, what do you expect? Yes, we ate out twice and had a big, turkey-less dinner for T-day – turkey makes me very ill….
Although I guess I had always known, it was really at her funeral that I realized how different Mom was from her younger siblings. Looking down the row of mourners, I thought she might have been even more different from hers than I was from my own younger siblings.
It was brought home even more when I overheard Uncle Pat talking to Aunt Ann at the wake. I don’t remember everything, but the way Ann said, “She was so much like our mother in oh so many ways,” that struck me. Pat nudged her after that statement and tilted his head towards me.
The alley was empty. Soon it would be full of delivery trucks and people preparing for the day.
Del half noticed that the lamps were dark and the street light. It was the other way around when he was heading home to change after the gig.
He hated his work and was always tired.
As the newbies they played their three sets after the popular bands had played theirs. Made for late nights and small audiences.
He played through a tough line in his mind, wishing he had time to practice.
“You’re late,” Bob said as he opened the door.
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word count = 100
Friday Fictioneers is hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. This week’s prompt is here and uses a photo by @ Roger Bultot. If you want to join or see other stories, go to the inlinkz linkup.
In a post last week I said that I was working on a new song. Well, I finished it over the weekend. It started with a little part I wanted to record so that I would remember it. From there it turned into a real pop song. Yeah, with words and everything!
A few quick comments before I turn you lose with this. Although parts of this recording are “finished”, this is very much just a quick demo, or, if this were one of my stories, this is a rough, first draft (don’t worry – if you have read a story on my blog, it was a rough draft….). I can hear many things I will change if I decided do this a little more seriously. And I might.
sparkle of bright lights nutmeg and spice fill the air a taste of fine wine a golden glow doesn’t dull but paints the memory sharp
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This was written for Colleen’s poetry challenge. Today we were supposed to write on the theme of “Festive”. Going through my photos, I saw this one of a bottle of wine I have had for 20 years that helped make last Christmas festive, despite it being a lock-down holiday ;)
Hi! This was an odd week. I did a lot of the same old things, many which make me smile, such as the very long walks in the woods I took over the weekend and the long run over the mountain that I have written about in the past. I also had a cute kitten sleep curled up against me all night a few nights.
There were a few differences from the typical, such as playing music – I spend a huge chunk of time playing and recording a new song. I did some Christmas shopping for myself – lol, sometimes it is easier to get what I want and hand it off to someone to give it back ;)
Over the last week I revisited some old writing and old artwork. I dug up a few old music projects and listened to them. I just plain revisited the past.
Hello and welcome! Come on over and I will get you a very strong dark roast, a cuppa tea or other beverage. It is sunny, though a bit cool, outside. I have been out walking and such pretty much all day, which is one reason why I am so late for this coffee share! Oh, where are we? Some of you may recognize the photo at the top as being from New Hampshire.
It was kind of an odd week. It was pretty warm on Thursday (up to about 56 F/ 19 C), but chilly the rest of the week. It felt like late November! Yesterday we even had some quick snow sowers blow through! OK, there was more rain and sleet in the mix, but it was nasty (I was outside both times they came through). Today is pretty cool, but at least it is sunny, and the sun feels great!
Work was busy…
I spent a lot of time working on music this week, so little time writing or blogging. I did a few posts, but.
I ran, walked, walked dogs (and cat ;) ), played with dogs (and cats!), exercised, read, etc. I had to make a few runs out and had massage. In other words, pretty much a typical week. Only it wasn’t… Nothing strange, just that I spent so much more time playing music and less doing things on the computer.
Anyway, I still have a busy afternoon planned :) Thanks for stopping by! If you have a coffee share, I will try to join, but this weekend is packed (as was last – sorry I didn’t visit more), so it is possible I may not be able to stop in…
So after spending too much time doing that old craft of setting Bach to Moog Synthesizer, I have started to actually write my own music again. Sort of… But there are consequences.
I have written about this many times, but I have a difficult time being deeply involved in more than one art (craft). If I am deep into visual arts, and I mean really studying it, not just a few quick sketches or creating a book cover for my latest, I am not deep into writing or writing new music. The same with writing a book. The deeper I am into it, the less time I have for music.
Image Credit: Butterfly on Asters by Lisa Smith Nelson
fragrance free of wind flower
winged flower flutters on the breeze butterfly
small spot in large world soft purple petals call loud stop, rest a moment
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This was written for Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge. This week we were given a photo by Lisa Smith Nelson to use for an ekphrastic poem. I chose to write an interlinked series of three hiakus, using forms 2-3-2, 3-5-3 and 5-7-5. And, of course, I used a little alliteration…
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