MLMM Wordle #129

It was unmistakable, his stomach growling loud enough to wake the dead. He smiled as he thought of that old saying, but it was not just a saying here. The boy shrank down, trembling in the dark. The ship coming in sight at the curved contour of the coastline made him shiver.

What ruthless brood of pirates would be coming this night? His father beside him readied his pistol, not only for protection but to try to reassure his son they would be safe. The localized band of residents remained steadfast to protect their families in this small village. Coiled for the attack, the ship drew near.

A bright sphere of the moon lit the scene, and all breathed a sigh of relief as the ship moved out of the bay into open water. The village was safe once again.

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FOWC:Turnover

You guessed it, a perfect word for the state of our nation’s government today. It’s like the White House is equipped with a revolving door. Maybe it has one? I’ve never been, as I’m sure most of the United States’ (almost a misnomer these days) citizens have not. If you pay for something and it doesn’t perform well, you take it back and return it. We are paying our government’s salaries by taxes, due today, but we are not satisfied with the product. What can we do? What should we do?

FOWC with Fandango — Turnover

Wp woes

Sorry everyone. I can’t leave comments for some reason on your sites, I’ll try email. No matter of waiting, tapping, etc lets my iPad respond. Probably me, or iPad. How long are they supposed to last? I know iPhones are only good for a year or so, at least that’s what I’ve heard. My iPad is 7-8 years old. I could use my phone but WP doesn’t recognize me. If you get anonymous comments, it might be me😂🙄😳😄

Have a great problem free day! Like that’s going to happen. . .

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FFF #9 – Eeeek!

Charlie had finally completed the hairless trinket. Working on it tirelessly for the past week, it could finally be wound up to move on its own. The purple eyes were a great addition, he mused, for her favorite color was purple. Using her favorite picture frame edges for the legs was genius! Her ancient treasured music box provided the key to make it crawl and her wedding necklace the rest.

As he admired his work, he thought just how he would put his plan into action–wait till she was going to sit for tea in the conservatory, place the wound up spider under her napkin covered biscuits, and wait for the scream!

He could hardly contain his giggles as he joined her for tea.

Fandango’s Flash Fiction Challenge #9

A to Z Challenge N – Nature

Mother Nature is showing her prowess in Vermont–from my sister:

“We listened to rocks rolling in the brook…’torrent’ through the night and thunder…fire and water rescue went by at 6:30am…there is a washout somewhere…saw a thirty foot hemlock float down through… says this is the worst flooding since 2011.”

I’m hoping their bridge to the road stays put this year.

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Movie Monday

I’ve seen this a few times, still love it. If you like it too, check out others by the same company. I love music, it brings out all different emotions in me and I must have a lot of them! : ) I have the soundtrack, play it often. Soul and blues have a lot of emotion, as does opera. All are favorites of mine.

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I liked all of the songs on this soundtrack–here’s one:

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The Bogey Man

As I recall, I was about four years old, a ripe age to learn of the bogey man. It was the delight of my elder sister, Mary, who tried to scare me with tales of this creature. I was not a naughty child, but being the youngest, I am sure I received more attention for various reasons. This state resulted in Mary’s jealousy and daring me or telling me to perform certain punishable activities that received my mother’s unwanted discipline.

In this first case of intimidation, I was told by my sister to secretly pick flowers from mother’s flower garden for a bouquet. She watched out so we would not be disturbed. Certainly I was delighted and picked every blooming plant knowing how much my mother would love me for such a gift.

It was only after a no-supper-early bedtime that I realized I had been tricked. Since my sister shared my bedroom, as soon as the lights were out, she told the story of the bogey man who came at night. The open closet door provided the perfect entry for the creature. I covered my head, tried not to listen, and wondered what I had done to deserve that dreaded visit.

It was only after my crying was noticed as our mother checked on us, that she found out the truth. I wondered if the bogey man would be coming after Mary!

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FOWC with Fandango — Recall

Naughty – Word of the Day Challenge