The Bag Lady

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Easy Peasy Writes

PARENTS

Do you ever wonder how a person feels
When shown gratitude for delicious meals,
With fresh bed linens to sleep on at night
When loving hugs set your mind right
A please and thank you will reverberate
Making someone know who you appreciate.

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Weekend Writing Prompt #377 – Reverberate

There’s a Sting soccer tournament going on in Denver so the fam is gone for the weekend. My granddaughter is looking stronger than ever this summer. Weights, runs, and PT all help strengthen her body, hips and legs. Of course she’s always a winner in my book😉👏🏻🥰❤️. Most of my day is writing, reading, and mending that quilt🙄. Old fingers resist😄. I’m gathering goodwill/ church items I no longer need or wear, weeding out my cupboards. I don’t wear shirts, really, I’m more of a soft v-neck sweater person. Easy on and off and cotton shirts no longer easy. Here’s a personal story about a shirt…

When I was in physical therapy for my knee replacement I would scooter over to the building which was across the street, and then I was put in a room with a table to sit on. Part of the table folded and collapsed and I fell on the floor. I yelled help and in came this doc I will never forget ☺️. He said let me pick you up and I said, you can’t, I’m too heavy. He said no you’re not and lifted me right up and told me to hang on to him. I did, because of course I couldn’t stand on useless legs. When he pulled me up my head was in his neck and shoulder. I smelled a fresh cotton lineny scent from the light blue Oxford shirt he wore. And he was holding me really close and I thought…(this is embarrassing) but I thought okay, I can just die right here😂.

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Aug. 17, 2024

Earth was on its last life. Only a tiny bit of habitable ground was left. The population had literally died down to a very small number. Many people blamed past apathy and chose ignorance over facts about an endemic, climate change and sustainability of the earth as we knew it. Flocking to the sanctuary in the light will only be a temporary fix. Earth’s fate is sealed.

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No Theme Thursday: 08.15.24

Weekly Writing Prompt

No it’s not about a book or movie or tv show…it’s about the WordPress Reader. Mine is stuck on three to five days ago. I checked it out again today because I thought trying to leave a comment there might be easier. Commenting or even a like on a blogger’s email post I received, causes a five minute dentist drill in my brain.

I have had this blog for nine years and I still have to sign in again and again and then sometimes my comment gets deleted or lost somewhere. It is very frustrating and should be fixed by WP. The disgusting ads revenue interrupting our prose or poetry should be sufferable enough that WP could at least make reading posts and commenting easier.

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Adverbs? Seriously? I almost never use adverbs. Normally I like to use adjectives, nouns and verbs, but an ADverb? Eventually of course everyone has to use an actual adverb or your writing would rarely see the light of day…It’s entirely possible to pose a poem swiftly and try not to use any adverbs at all such as this:

Joe’s dog is mean

Meanest dog I ever seen

He will bite your leg or arm

His master says he ain’t no harm.

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So in conclusion, I would politely , playfully, offer this advice. A thoroughly enjoyable piece of writing almost always has to contain words that are adverbs, describing, where, when and how.

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Adverbs

#writephoto 5-11-17. The Choice

I could keep on running. I could fool the dogs staying in the stream but that would mean going into the tunnel. How old is it? Where does it come out? Would I even be able to come out the other side? I haven’t been here before, I don’t know the area, and I want to get out of this water. It’s getting colder and I’m soaking wet.

I hear them coming, those howling, high pitched whines when they’ve found my scent. They’re closer. Should I keep going and brave the tunnel? It may have no other opening, it may be the entrance to a huge deep hole. Would I be able to breathe in there, are there snakes?

If I go into the tunnel and they follow. . .if there’s no other opening, I’ll be trapped! Their barks are louder, pretty soon they’ll see me and then I’m caught. The tunnel is so dark, covered in moss, it will be wet and cold there, too. I have no choice. At least if the water masks my scent, I have a chance.  There’s no chance on the open bank.

I’m going in, my feet sink slightly. I feel the air and the water are much colder here. I can’t see anything but it will take time for my eyes to adjust. I feel a shiver up my legs traveling up my spine. Is it a shiver? Or is it something. . .oh my God, I can feel it! It’s not a shiver, it’s a vine or an arm or a snake, what the hell is it? It’s wrapping around me. It’s choking me. I barely hear the dogs outside. I’m being dragged down, down and I feel a slimy presence engulfing me. I can hardly breathe. I should have stayed out of here. I should have. . .

Outside the tunnels, the dogs were anxiously watching the entrance, howling and whining louder than ever before.

Thursday photo prompt – Green #writephoto

Fandango’s Flashback Friday — August 16th

Look what he’s done with his song, ma…

JDVance: “You know what really bothers me about Tim Walz, as a Marine who served his country in uniform? When the United States Marine Corps, when the United States of America asked me to go to Iraq to serve my country, I did it,” Vance said. “When Tim Walz was asked by his country to go to Iraq, you know what he did? He dropped out of the Army and allowed his unit to go without him.” (Lies)

But Army Lt. Col. Ryan Rossman, director of operations for the Minnesota National Guard, said Wednesday that Walz’s unit “received an alert order for mobilization to Iraq on July 14, 2005.” Walz had retired two months earlier, in May. (Truth)

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Thursday Inspiration #241 Look What They’ve Done To My Song, Ma

All images thanks to Kevin, the Gorilla😉

No Theme Thursday: 08.15.24