SYW 10-22-23

Here are this week’s questions about shopping habits:
1. When food shopping, do you prefer to shop online or in person? Online is great for most things but not fresh fruit and veggies.

2. Do you take/stick to a shopping list? Online? Yes. Hard to do in the store, most times it is a necessity.

3. Do you shop around or are you store loyal for convenience? I used to be when I lived in a small town but now I just go where I’m taken unless I have a specific item in mind.

4. Roughly how long does it take you to do a weekly shop? It depends on how much time the person taking me has.

Gratitude: I am so grateful to be healthy after sweating a yearly cancer test last week. Almost nine years clear is excellent!

Share Your World 23rd October

dVerse Poets Haibun

Write a haibun that alludes to Fall foliage or Spring blossoms.
Post it on your personal site/blog.
Include a link back to dVerse in your post.

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Growing up in New England, I looked forward to autumn most of all. It was harvest time when all of the fruits and vegetables were ready to be picked, canned, or frozen to enjoy until the next year’s autumn. My mother did it all and how she managed I have no idea really, as I was usually outside playing in leaves or climbing some tree.

sweet and sour tastes

from worked ground or meadows free

nature’s earth provides

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Haibun Monday 10-23-23: Fall foliage or Spring blossoms

The Sunday Whirl

Six spells were cast by the sketchy sorceress and you would surmise this would either fend off the maiden’s seemingly foggy brain or hold a brand on her as a murderer. Life of a maiden was not pleasant in troubled times, but it was well known she could ply the bark off a tree with only her words. The body of her lover lay at the her feet but no matter how the magician tried, still could not force a confession out of the maiden.

Wordle 625

MLMM – Spirit?

I was in my twenties and mother of three. At that time “the men” gathered at one neighbor’s house and “the women” in another on Friday or Saturday evenings. (It was the sixties.) No flower children residing in my new little neighborhood with young families and stay at home moms of which I was the only one.

We gathered at my home around a hexagon shaped Spanish style table and there were four chairs, one empty. One of the women opted out when another one’s attempted a seance to contact her beloved mother. Nervous giggles abound but she brought a ouija board and we were all curious. A candle lit the otherwise darkened room and we all clasped one hand and the other on the edge of the board.

J called to her mother as she spelled her name on the board and it was so still you could hear us breathing. Then the board moved. J thought I’m sure, that her mother’s spirit was around us. No one moved but J slunk back in her chair and let go of the board.

That night I told my husband that I felt a small breeze float by and sit in the empty chair and of course he laughed. I told no one else. Two days later one of the other women who joined us told me in hushed tones that she had felt a presence coming into the empty chair. I confessed I felt it too. This was an eerie experience we all confessed to at the next “boys night out”. It was the second eerie happening I experienced in my life.

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Sunday Confessionals : Spooktober

MLMM Saturday Mix

“I thought it wouldn’t turn out! You told me if I used this applicator, my roses on the birthday cake would turn out perfectly! So I fastened it to the pastry bag and floop! The bag broke under pressure from your handy little device and now the frosting is all over the place! Thanks for your help, Paul Hollywood.”

Puzzle This – Saturday Mix, 21 October 2023

dVerse Poets

We as a nation

Land of milk and honey

Dripping with smug attitude

Turning into something construed

By rich and white and selfishly crude

What happened to the statue’s promise

Or life and liberty and happiness

Can we ever return to love of man

If any nation will and can

We must return to that land.

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http://dversepoets.com/2023/10/19/meet-the-bar-by-writing-from-a-collective-point-of-view/

Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt

As I sit here and postulate
about the word absquatulate
I reach for a dictionary and contemplate
the meaning of this word—debate
Why use a word so antiquated
Even if it’s easily mated
With similar old, outdated?
Others are more often stated
Using a meaning easier rated:
(To leave abruptly)
Why not say scram Sam, or beat it
Or pointedly gesture, get out
Say pull up stakes, or let’s bounce
Or tip your hat with smile and scoff
You have to dash and be off.

Weekend Writing Prompt #334 – Absquatulate

SoCS 10-21-23

I have a large storage box full of material from when my grandkids were small and I made character sleeping bags for them, plus costumes and many other baby things. I’m most proud of a complete baptism outfit for my first grandson who is now a 29 year old firefighter. Those tiny little sleeve cuffs and lace trims were difficult ☺️ His sleeping bag was an intricate Batman with all the little fanglike edges of the cape. Such fun and a long time ago.

Have a nice weekend 🍁

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Oct. 21, 2023