MLMM Wordle

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The lights above seemed to twinkle as the grand choir began their music. All together, they turned the hall into a place of cheers, from family members especially, in the audience. A teacher, a man well known to the parents, sat reserved on a stool in the wings. He was a replacement for the music teacher who was at home resting and ill that evening. The music teacher managed to observe the concert place through a local televised program.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #487

Song Lyric Sunday

This week the theme is to find a song that mentions candy, honey, sugar or sweet. 

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“Both the original and a cover by Herb Alpert in 1965 earned the song four Grammy Awards. A vocal version of the song, first recorded by Lenny Welch, became popular when it was recorded by the Beatles in 1963.” https://www.thebeatles.com

“A Taste of Honey” by Herb Alpert & The Tijuana Brass is a famous instrumental track released in August 1965 on the album Whipped Cream & Other Delights. The hit song won four Grammy Awards, including Record of the Year in 1966, and reached number 7 on the Billboard Hot 100.” Google

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A Taste of Honey
Tasting much sweeter than wine
Do-do-n-do
Do-do-n-do

I dream of your first kiss and then
I feel upon my lips again
A taste of honey (a taste of honey)
Tasting much sweeter than wine

Oh, I will return
Yes, I will return
I’ll come back for the honey and you

Do-do-n-do
Do-do-n-do

Yours was a kiss that awoke my heart
There lingers still, though we’re far apart
That taste of honey (a taste of honey)
Tasting much sweeter than wine

Oh, I will return
Yes, I will return
I’ll come back (he’ll come back)
For the honey (for the honey)
And you

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Bobby Scott / Rick Marlow
A Taste of Honey lyrics © Songfest Music Corp., Songfest Music Group

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Universally Perceived Pleasurable Flavor

The Sunday Whirl

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Only one space was left in the last regular burial area of the cemetery. The staff decided to split the land into sections to make room for the newer trend, cremation boxes. Some older residents were upset by the construction, the grind of cement mixers, and some of the old cross structures were swaying wildly. Construction workers wore hoodies trying to remain anonymous in the neighborhood.

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Wordle 767

Fandango’s Flashback Friday

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Share Your World – July 24, 2017

Good morning from nicely cool, Wyoming!  I wish we had a long soft rain to go with it, but you can’t have everything!  I hope you all have a great start to the week!  Ceenphotography.com has more interesting questions for us, so let’s get started!  Thank you again, Cee, for giving us this fun quiz each week!💓🌸As I’m writing this, the Thunderbirds are practicing above me.  I love them!  They perform here for Cheyenne Frontier Days.  Spectacular!

1.  List some of your favorite types of teas. I have a British friend who states there is only one TEA. I love Earl Grey, hot, but in summer, I like Bigelow Plantation Mint, iced of course – it has a very cool and refreshing taste, and Peach.  Tea and lemonade combined I also like.

2.  If you had to describe your day in a traffic sign, what would it be?

3.  What are a couple of things someone could do for you on a really bad day that would help you? Talk to me, go out for a meal, go to a movie I wouldn’t usually go to, like a cheesy horror film?  Sometimes I just need to be alone.

4.  Regardless of your physical fitness, coordination, or agility:  if you could be an athlete, what would you do? If it has to be a sport, a long distance runner.  Otherwise, a dancer.

I am grateful that I had time with my family this last week.  This week I’m looking forward to getting some Palisade peaches from the Grants Farm market here.  They were supposed to be in on Saturday.    

*** http://ceenphotography.com/2017/07/24/share-your-world-july-24-2017/

Fandango’s Flashback Friday — July 24th

Friday Fillins


Each week Ellen of 15andmeowing and Lorianne of Four-Legged Furballs,

provide Friendly Fill-in questions.

───── ⋆⋅Here are this week’s phrases⋅⋆ ─────

1. Chocolate fudge is my favorite kind of cake.

2. The best part of my week was yesterday with friends.

3. I feel weird in a room full of strangers.

4. If I opened a restaurant, it would be called Bon Apetite and would serve comfort food.
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(Appetite intentionally misspelled)

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Friendly Fill-Ins Week 530

W3 – 7-22-26

W3 Prompt #221: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Posted by ben Alexander

Dear friends,

Welcome to our W3 Poetry Prompt, which goes live on Wednesdays at The Skeptic’s Kaddish. You may click here for a fuller explanation of W3.

II. Selma’s prompt: Let’s write a summer triolet

Summer is hot, sticky, noisy, melty—and perfect for a poem that keeps coming back around.

This week, let’s write a triolet: a playful eight-line poem built from repetition and rhyme.

[Read more about the form here]

The rhyme scheme is ABaAabAB.

The first line repeats as lines four and seven, and the second line returns as the final line. Only two end-rhymes are used throughout, so the poem loops back on itself like a summer thought you cannot quite shake.

Choose one of these summer moments:

  • An ice cream cone melting faster than you can eat it
    My ice cream cone begins to melt
  • The shock of jumping into a freezing swimming pool
    I leapt into the icy pool
  • A mosquito staging a one-insect concert beside your ear
    A tiny buzz beside my ear
  • The joy of biting into a cold slice of watermelon
    The sweetest slice of summer fruit

Or choose any summer theme you like: sunburn, sand in your shoes, a stubborn fan, a sudden storm, a lazy afternoon, or the glorious discovery of air-conditioning.

Stay in the shade, keep something cold nearby, and happy writing!

III. Submit: Click on ‘Mister Linky’ below

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My skin reacted in brilliant red

I spent too long in the sun

Just give me some cool iced tea

No sleep tonight in a hot bed

Just toss and turning, that will be me

Outings now include a shade

Love the beach, but as I said

Too much sun is lesson one.

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The sweetest summer fruit so nice

A watermelon treat

Red and soft and juice galore

Don’t need to ask me twice

Even when I keep saying “more”

Red drips down from my chin

That sweetness in every slice

Runs on my blouse down to my feet.

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This is a difficult poetry form☺️

http://skepticskaddish.com/2026/07/22/w3-prompt-221-weave-written-weekly/