The Bag Lady

At my age, could be mentally classified as immature

A challenge as I’m rivaled by a child of ten and three.

Education has improved I certainly agree

Shouldn’t life as lived lead to some maturity?

If I could I’d slide the snow, and skate the ice

Pool diving, even swimming would be nice

Climbing trees, and hopscotch or even kick the can

All these pleasant actions I would choose to plan

Maturity in body isn’t happiness as a rule

I’ll just visit memories of playing after school

The level of maturity I suppose is in the brain

Recognizing limits, always hear this old refrain:

You’re only as old as you feel. I’m not buying it.

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2019/01/07/immature/

I could use one of these. Watching “Titan” on the iPad, (spoiler alert) I really don’t want that much of a redo. And now that he’s changed and up there, so what? He’s by himself with no resources or mate, so how does that make sad old earth’s future any better? Does the phrase, don’t fool with Mother Nature ring a bell? Maybe it’s just me….again.

FOWC with Fandango — Metamorphosis

A beautiful day in the forest as John and Mary stopped to have their tea and honey. Their lunch outing might have been displayed as a fresco painting, it was such a lovely setting. The dogwood trees above them formed a dripping canopy of flowers while the sun burst through the branches, making John’s eyes twinkle.

Mary opened the basket while making waggish remarks, trying to pester John as he pretended to get serious. Floundering, John tried to think of the exact words he would use to propose. The picnic, the surroundings, all added to perfect timing to pop the question.

🌸🌸🌸

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/01/07/wordle-217/

A glance, a look, a smile, a brush, a touch, a blush, a flush, a tingle. These are the foundations of attraction. The brain perceives and the body responds automatically.

A stare, a glare, a frown, a scowl, a sidestep, a “cross the street” warning, these are the foundations of avoidance. The brain perceives and the body responds again.

Almost every living being has these instincts, usually well founded in meeting other beings. Most people, animals, all have the awareness of situations either pleasant or dangerous, with an innate knowledge of survival.

https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2019/01/05/weekend-writing-prompt-88-foundations/

I have very few mementos with me since most things are in storage. I have items on my bureau my grandkids have made, little things. I have theirs and my kids’ drawings etc, still after 50+ years. Items anyone handcrafts for me are especially dear.

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#JusJoJan 2019 Daily Prompt – Jan. 7th

Homecoming means so many things–all warm your heart. My first thought is having my grown children come to visit. My home changes with moving, life changes, and jobs in different worlds, but home is wherever we are together again. The same good feeling is when my grandchildren come home from college or a weekend away.

My own childhood home is also home to me. I haven’t been there in too long a time because of different health and financial reasons, but it doesn’t change the meaning of the word.

Over my life in different locations, the outside of homes has changed quite a few times, but the homecoming feeling stays right where it belongs, in my heart.

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2019/01/06/homecoming/

Are you still master of your domain?

#JusJoJan 2019 Daily Prompt – Jan. 6th

📃📃📃📃📃📃

Mildred buried herself in quilts on the divan. It was freezing inside the house, but her husband thought it was fine. She said, “look at my face! It’s ash grey I’m so cold! The fireplace needs wood. All I could find to burn were those sage leaves. Burning sage smells good but doesn’t provide any heat!” She pulled up the covers around her head.

“I don’t know what your problem is, Mildred, maybe you’re coming down with something. It’s not that cold.” He walked over to peer at the circle on the wall. “The thermostat says fifty degrees. Surely that’s warm enough, we have to conserve!”

“Maybe if you’re out in the sun, but inside it’s too chilly!” Mildred retrieved tissues from her robe pocket and blew, again. Then she added them to the large pile on the end table to make a point.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/01/06/sunday-writing-prompt-5-by-5/

“Once upon a never”

The angry woman shook her head

Again her husband rose from bed.

It won’t stop, all those noises that I hear

Get up again and this time fix it right, my dear!

Alright, I will, but I was just relaxing

Fixing things at midnight is very taxing.

I suppose you’re just too tired to fix it one more time

Of course not, I know I have to answer to the chime.

Then keeping silent, the man completes the chore

And then tiredly, returns to bed once more

A sound repeats, she asks him to rise up

“Check downstairs, I think maybe it’s the pup”

Reluctantly, he don’s his robe for another investigation

His patience is wearing thin, turns to consternation

Then the man returns to bed and pulls up all the blankets

Hoping all is settled, sleeps, but still remaining thankless.

😴😴😴

Finally he’s sleeping, and this is what he dreams:

She finally realizes to appreciate him, it seems

Incredulous he hears her say to him, “you are such a helpful spouse

I owe you a big thank you for taking care of me and this old house.”

😉🙄

http://afterwards.blog/2019/01/01/writing-prompts/once-upon-a-never/

Art lovers’ delight

What’s your choice?

Rembrandt copy

Mona Lisa smile

Modern geometric

Still life or landscape

Fantasy or realism

Every taste shown.

Take your pick. Patient street vendors happily wait. No need for critiques here. These works of art are not masterpieces from a gallery. These art pieces are the dreams of ordinary people who imagine their efforts are worth a display. Each image is lovingly crafted by an ingenue fresh from their recreation center’s art class. Be kind when viewing these crafts of hopeful artists. An encouraging word will be received as a more valued reward than money.

Three Line Tales, Week 153