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The origin of the outer banks held a better outlook for visitors, unlike the crowded coastline of today.

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Three Things Challenge #MM331

Joe ripped the books and old magazines off the shelves, searching as quickly as he could. It had to be here somewhere he thought…and then the shoddy box in the corner started to shake. The goddang box was shaking! Joe was shocked, but his fervor for the recipe overshadowed that feeling and desperation set in again. The family recipe was thought to have been lost years ago, but Joe knew better. His grandma on her deathbed told him so as she slipped away from this plane. Joe approached the box and at his touch, it stopped moving. He pried the cardboard flaps up slowly, hesitating to see the inside and thinking something may jump out at him – a rat perhaps? He shuddered at the thought but continued to unfold the pieces of dusty paper. Then as if by, who am I kidding, it WAS magic, the recipe was right there in that box, with nothing else. Joe was shaking at this point, and his hand reached down by its own free will, into the box and grabbed the paper. It was the recipe his grandma told him about. He took it up to his chest and finally let out a breath. With this recipe he would be a success. His entire life counted on this one recipe, he just felt it in his bones. Now, he thought, if I could only find these ingredients…

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Fandango’s Story Starter #234

Interesting this line of demarcation

How much in life we need this today

While sinking with no classification

Of people’s rights and what they say

A listing ship I think we see

Surrounds us in this world

Certainly adrift out to sea

With many hateful words

I could simply say this too shall pass

As the Bible told us so

The problem is that book’s misused

And all the quotes therein.

I’m no Bible thumper, fanatic trumper

No zealot either way

I just think it’s the golden one

That should rule the day

So what do you say,

Want to stay afloat

No drowning under water

Or stay quietly still

And just ignore the matter.

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Simply 6 Minutes – Welcome to the Challenge: 02/10/2026

The relaxing, calm music was always there to remind Sara of her good friends who surrounded her in times of need. They had all belonged to the same choir, and the simple weekly meet turned into a peaceful time for each. Thankful for their personal touch, Sara was thinking how grateful she was for people who cared.

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MLMM Monday Wordle #463

It said please excuse me madam

I’m a secret gift from Adam

I’m shiny red

The apple said

Intended as Adam’s stratum

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https://wordpress.com/reader/feeds/142397178/posts/5958108420

Petals dipping slightly from the weight of rain drops

Mother nature’s gift to the youngsters, bravely budding out on semi sturdy stems

Spring rains the nourishment required for vulnerable juveniles in the garden

Soil is dark and drenched, but holds the branching roots stable

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http://dversepoets.com/2026/02/09/quadrille-241-swearing-by-all-flowers/

Five o’clock was today’s get up time, too early, still dark, cold!

My plans for today are to monitor my daughter who is in surgery for her gallbladder. Just found out all went well.

Are you kidding? 2026 has started and will probably remain in history as the most blatant demented American state.

I will probably make tuna salad for my meal today:

White albacore tuna packed in water, drained and doused with fresh lemon juice

Chopped celery, onion, sweet relish, mayo, mustard

And today would be my mother’s birthday, born in 1906.

Gratitude is my daughter’s successful surgery.

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Share Your World 9th February

Pride in my country

Let me think

Umm, at the moment?

The country’s government leadership? NO! This is a farce, a betrayal, a crime against us as American citizens.

The citizens who protest peacefully, stand by their neighbors in freezing temperatures, protecting families, oh my god, yes!

http://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2026/02/08/sunday-poser-272-pride-in-your-country/

I have no wings to lift him from this chaos

As I stretch my arms with a cringe

I breathe in pieces of hardship

A scene between dreaming and the real world

Peeking through cracks of a closet door

Shuttered by fear beneath the stairs

His mind starts to spin, split between similarities

Of a video game and what he sees through the cranny

He hesitates to open the door further

Hiding from the reality, realizing now, it’s no game.

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Wordle 743

Dwarfed by blueberry orbs and shiny leaves, a quiet red intruder attains nourishment.

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Crimson’s Creative Challenge #072