A few years ago with Pentatonix, now extremely popular. Love them! The SingOff competition videos are an insight to how difficult it is to make it in the field of entertainment. There wasn’t luck involved with them, it was talent.
Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille
Image: farmersalmanac.com
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A journey in space
Going through blue winter stars
A mindful travel
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A Full Day
I thought I might have passed on to the great beyond….whatever that is, as I ate this salad/meal yesterday at the Panera restaurant in CO. It was the best salad I’ve ever eaten and I’ve had plenty, usually not with all of these ingredients, especially bacon, but omg, it was delicious. I told my friend in Houston if I lay on my deathbed I want a piece of the New York cheesecake topped with melted white chocolate and fresh strawberries served at a steak restaurant I can’t remember the name of, probably not even there anymore.
But, I digress. . .now I just want this salad.
Heaven in a bowl!😋
After this delight we went to the Denver Center for Performing Arts and saw “Les Miserable” and it was fantastic. The three lead singers were superb. Of course four of the saddest songs were made even more poignant by their beautiful voices.
Homeschooling
I know what you’re thinking, why would you want to do that, what’s wrong with the kid, why not support public schools? Well we have no choice in funding public education in school buildings; private schools are not what they’re cracked up to be, and home school worked out great for my grandchildren. Not all of them were homeschooled. It has a bad reputation. But with the offerings you can search for as a teacher, your children can reap the benefits. There are many different curricula in computer based programs. It takes dedication and perseverance on you and your child’s part. Below is just one of many outside activities you may participate in:
University of Wyoming ENZI STEM laboratories:
The instructor was impressed with her abilities and allowed her to take home the robotic car she made.
Depending on where you live, school choices, and opportunities available, homeschooling is a definite benefit. L is socialized well through athletics and other groups. Two of her older sisters were also homeschooled and both received full ride scholarships. It does take work on all parties, but we have seen the rewards.
One Liner Wednesday
My sister forwarded these two along with others:
As for the who, who who, you guessed it:
Image: animalli.com
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Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge #95
Saddened by the date
My mother’s death on this day
Forty years ago
Even so there is a joy
She still loves me from above
Colleen’s Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 95, “Happy & Morose,” #SynonymsOnly
Tuesday Photo Prompt: Chill Out
Word of the Day: Succinct
I “write”
I scribble
With words I dribble
Typed, penciled or inked
One thing I’m not is
Succinct
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/07/31/succinct/
Putting My Feet in the Dirt 31
Last day of the pmfitd July challenge and I have to thank Michelle at https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com for her July-writing-prompts. This is one of my favorites; always clever and inspiring, created by Michelle and her daughters. Thanks so much!♡♡♡
With their help I go on many inky adventures here on my blog.
2018/07/01/July-writing-prompts/
Sunday Photo Fiction- My Head, My Head!
Joe was just your ordinary Joe, working a day job to pay for his nightly activities. His evening excursions took him from his daily life which was quite dull, to exploring the exciting venues of the night.
One such evening, Joe happened upon an establishment of ill repute, just what Joe was looking for. As he approached the bar, he was greeted by several different women, but Joe was looking for something unusual. He passed by the women for a few steps and then spied the treasure he had anticipated.
There she sat, haphazardly sideways on a bar stool, one leg bent, foot resting on the bar’s bottom rail, the other purposely splayed to the side, emerging from the split in her tight skirt. She gave Joe a sideways glance, and a slow widening smile. She knew what would please him, just another man, another victim in her sight.
Joe returned the smile, and sat on the barstool next to the red haired woman. His favorite color of hair he thought, blondes were too flighty and raven hair was just plain wicked. She grasped his arm and asked if she could buy him a drink.
He smiled bigger and felt his body respond to her touch. It was a surprise to him, since he didn’t have that immediate reaction to the other women he’d visited here. Joe ended up following her up to a shoddy small room, darkened by red and black furnishings. She sank down on the bed, inviting him close. After a few drinks of unknown origin, Joe woke up to find he couldn’t see, or hear, even swallow.
He felt around for the woman, but felt nothing. He raised his hands to rub his eyes. His head was missing. Joe had been doomed the minute he walked in to find the red haired woman. The only thing left was a stone facade of his head, along with others who suffered the same fate.
https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2018/07/28/sunday-photo-fiction-july-29-2018/
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