The Bag Lady

icy snow

walkable steps

glaring crust

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chilled skies

white blue streaks

winter

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Poetry Forms

This week’s questions arose following the funeral of my Aunt who celebrated her 100th birthday last June. They are not intended to offend or upset anyone, but please accept my apologies if they appear insensitive.

1.  Do you have a bucket list? No
2.  Cremation or burial? Cremation
3.  Recognised service/celebration of life, or private gathering? None I hope
4.  Flowers or donations?Gratitude:My Aunt was a lovely woman. She lived a long life and before her passing, there were five living generations in her family line, the same as with my Mum.
   I am grateful that so many people thought so highly of her and were able to pay their last respects on the 23rd
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My gratitude this week is to my wound care nurse, Nicole, who visits me every day to insure I’m keeping healthy, etc. Nurses deserve way more credit than they are given.❤️

Share Your World 27th January

“That’s just beastly” Heather announced when she saw her little brother shoving sea stars into a bell jar. He had taken a sharp blade and cut off some of their arms to fit them in. Heather felt sick, and wondered how he could do such a thing and then remembered he had been watching some videos and was mimicking what he had seen. “Put that down and go sit up on those sand hills, you are done playing today!” Later on she saw him just gazing out to sea and thought she would try to soothe him by talking about what happened. Usually a timid boy, Heather decided to turn off his access to such video content, but explain why.



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Wordle 691

Showcase & Share – Saturday Mix, 25 January 2025

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Weekend Writing Prompt #400 – Utter

This week’s prompts are:

1. what does she watch on tv
2. go for the “no”
3. a cruel culture

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Julie was asked “what does she watch on tv” and “do you have a particular favorite?” Her answer was vague, stating, “this is a cruel culture, nothing on the news or television—even the social media has gone awry. I will go for the no and answer nothing.”

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OLWG#402- Disc Golf

Rules of the hop:
Write 6 Sentences. No more. No less.
Use the current week’s prompt word.
Link up at Wednesday’s post. Link goes live at 6:00 pm through Saturday late…
Spread the word and put in a good one to your fellow writers.

PROMPT WORD:  CLOSE

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I never wanted it to close. The curtains started to move. His image was disappearing. How can I live without seeing him? Please leave the curtains open. He’s gone, and now I can only dream his face.

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Sunday’s Six Sentence Story Word Prompt!

The catastrophe started from a gift of apples, which she had been craving for over a week. The apples came in a box with instructions written on the top. You could only open the latch if you would sing a special song she learned as a child. It caused a sort of enchantment. There was no limit to her imagination, and she did miss the song. If she was chattering too much, her mother would sing this song and interrupt her. And some of the time that’s exactly what she wanted—for her mother to sing so she would chatter just to make this happen. The song was a sort of catalyst transporting the girl on wings to stretch her imagination. Her mother knew this would happen and on different days to see what her daughter would come up with, it might be a happy or a sad song.

Now grown, apparently her mother sent the box with the saddest song of all inside, her farewell. The young woman unlocked the box to hear her mother’s very last song, and collapsed. The neighbors heard her scream and came in to find the young woman on the floor surrounded by apples.

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Wordle 690

Fandango’s Flashback Friday — January 24th

In line would be my gallery of appointments since I left the rehabilitation hospital. Starting at eight o’clock in the morning and throughout the day I’ve had home health CNAs, Nurses, PT and OT constantly coming to my home. I’ve now dismissed most because I can do for myself and the exercises, etc. I still have daily wound care for my heels which is okay. I want them healed asap! It’s the worst. My right leg is able to be stepped on but that’s the worst heel wound so only as long as it takes me to transfer from my wheelchair. Other inconveniences are tolerated but the number of meds I have to be on is disconcerting. I am still on blood thinners from my left broken leg in March. And changing insurances in October was not a great idea. So my daily writing has taken a big hit as I’m fighting med fog. Thanks to all who have kept up reading my meager efforts.🤓🤯 The cold and wind here make sure we know it’s winter.

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The Friday Reminder for #SoCS & #JusJoJan 2025 Daily Prompt for Jan. 25th