
She was a legend
Passed down through the centuries
Left hand scribbling
Not everyone could do it
She could do it perfectly

She was a legend
Passed down through the centuries
Left hand scribbling
Not everyone could do it
She could do it perfectly

Do you constantly have to look at yourself in the mirror? You know you’re not all that popular anymore. Don’t you know orange is the new black?
I suppose you think that neon blue you’re sporting is better? What are you, a leftover from the seventies? I’m surprised you don’t have flowers and peace signs painted on.
You’re just jealous ever since Dory was in that movie with Nemo. Now he was something!
I never cared for this word, tardy
I was never that foolhardy
For school I always took the bus
Small neighbor van drove all of us
He was a neighbor, son a classmate of mine
We lived miles apart and his driving was fine
Old Mr. Adams we used to call him
Acting well behaved and prim
So if lateness an issue, it wasn’t us
It was the old guy driving the bus!
Apologies, Mr. Adams. I expect lightning in my area soon.

His nighttime singing
A lullaby to your ears
Makes you sleep in peace
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #185 Sing&Peace

“I see you’re finally chopping that wood I wanted! Now we won’t freeze to death since there’s a storm coming!” Agatha had to ask her husband more than once to do anything, but seeing him actually doing something productive was rewarding.
Jake was usually preoccupied with inventions. Some may have been good ideas, but what Mary needed was a practical man, not a dreamer. Of course she had no problem often reminding him of this fact.
Sharpening the axe, Jake took his time–physical labor wasn’t his forte. He turned to Agatha. “So how do you like the couch I invented?”
100 words
Scrolling through the channels, I saw this old one, based on a book by John Steinbeck, set in the Depression era. It’s one of a kind! I’ve read a lot of Steinbeck and was thrilled to actually see Cannery Row when we took a trip to California.

I should have put Language Alert on the video. Sorry.


This month (my least favorite of the twelve) is going by fast. Either that or I’m getting older, so realize how fast time goes. Nah, that can’t be it!😂 Snow on the ground, cold, but it is pretty, cleans everything up for a while. Time for ceenphotography.com‘s Share Your World questions again. Partial of her post below, come on in, the water’s fine.
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. My life, my family.
2. I love rocks, collected them as a child and still do if I have the chance.
3. Definitely a hugger, come on in!
We had a great time at the Downtown Aquarium in Denver, CO last Friday. Me, my granddaughter and daughter stopped to pick up the oldest at UCD, had a delicious lunch at the Cheesecake Factory with a delightful waiter – I'm a sucker for an English accent – and then went to the aquarium. After the 11 year old's classes, we toured the huge maze of facility, and watched the mermaid show. A lot of fun, and I'm grateful we can share these outstanding events.
http://ceenphotography.com/2018/01/22/share-your-world-january-22-2018/
Everyone feels it.
Everyone dreads it.
Everyone winces when they hear these words:
“May I be candid?”



Liberty, the beautiful lady given to us by our European friends and allies back in 1886. She was a present from France to commemorate our alliance during the American Revolution. The idea was proposed by Eduardo de Laboulaye, an abolitionist, U.S. Constitution expert who suggested it as a symbol of the efforts of Abraham Lincoln. He also hoped the idea would encourage France to also adopt a democratic government. More about this man can be found by going to the National Park Service website, http://www.nps.gov.
She was designed by Frederic Auguste Bartholdi, made of copper and sculpted by Gustave Eiffel. It is located on Liberty Island in NY harbor, New York City, NY. She holds a torch high and in her other hand a tablet inscribed with Roman numerals of July, 4, 1776, for the date of the Declaration of Independence.
The famous words written by Emma Lazarus in a poem titled “The New Colossus” were inscribed on the statue in 1903. This poem is well known, even though not heeded by some of our politicos. The words were idolized by immigrants from all over the world and should still be.
http://lindaghill.com/2018/01/22/jusjojan-daily-prompt-january-22nd-2018/
An old favorite where I fell in love with the beauty of Africa. “Out of Africa”

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