The Sunday Whirl

The little raccoon looked ravenous. I heard the cans crash as they were rattled against the garage door. The creature I found lurked at the bottom of the can, his usually large jowls dark and hollow. In the space of five minutes, he had managed to slip by the flickering red glass eye in the “intruder” camera and no shame involved as he obviously had crept up to the top of the cans. I went in the house and fetched some bread and small cheese cubes. Of course that means he’ll be back…

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MLMM Wordle

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Julie thought her new boyfriend’s words were hollow. She couldn’t get the image of her other lover, and nostalgia overtook her. She let a smile form on her lips, a blush on her cheeks, as she remembered the gift, the present he gave her on their anniversary. He had produced a gold tray with a thick foil wrapped sash that was e

mbroidered with his first words of love.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #471

SYW 4-6-26

Here are this week’s questions:


1.   Did you have Hot Cross Buns on Good Friday or anytime over the holidays? Yes! Love them!


2.   Did you go on, or organize, an Easter Egg hunt? Many years ago


3.   Do you believe the chocolate used in Easter Eggs is better than other times of the year? No


4.   How many Easter Eggs did you have this year?None

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Gratitude:I am grateful for the rescue of the airmen. I’m expecting a new great granddaughter today❤️

Share Your World : 6th April 2026

dVerse Poets Quadrille

Today, I’ve got a bone to pick with you. Not of contention, but of expression. Of attention to poetic detail. Today, I want you to use some form of the word bone in your poem. 

Still stuck? The human body’s got 206 of ’em. Pick one and get writin’. (The wrist bone’s connected to the poem bone…) 

New to the Q? Here’s the bones of it: 
Pen us a poem of precisely 44 words (not counting the title), including some form of the word bone. Post your poem on your own blog, and link up with us using the Mr. Linky below. Then spend some time making your way around the interwebs, as you read and comment on the amazing work of your fellow poets. The Quadrille is here all week, so be sure to come back and read (and write) some more! 

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Frozen to the bone, she said
Tried to hear, clear my head
Looked around so helplessly
Not a stick of wood did I see
I only had this book of mine
A diary when I was in decline
Now it too, will suffer dying.

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And of course, the classic: 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ISHSfKYWxNw
Bad to the Bone, George Thorogood 

 

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Song Lyric Sunday

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Christopher Alvin Stapleton is a Kentucky-born, award-winning country music singer, guitarist, and songwriter. He’s known for his hit song “Tennessee Whiskey”, the first country song to be certified RIAA Double Diamond. Stapleton has won 11 Grammys, 19 CMAs, and 21 ACMs. His 2016 album Traveller and 2017 album From A Room: Volume 1 were the best-selling country albums of their respective years.

April Music Birthdays

Six Sentence Story

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Relay that message, Corporal!

But sir, isn’t that against the supreme leader’s instructions?

I said, relay that message, am I not clear?

But, but, it’s defying a direct order!

Okay Corporal, get me a private over here to do what I asked!

The Corporal walked begrudgingly over to the platoon.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Prompt Word!