The Bag Lady

The stone path was icy but we trudged on. A red feather drifted by my warm breath; a few sparks from the pond-side fire must have startled a cardinal. We were usurpers, spread around fiery logs, bending to tie up our skates. The freezing snow scented air gave a clue to hidden creatures that an invasion of humans would soon come. Snow plopping down from pine bows framed an enchanted memory of younger days at this same pond. I was no legendary skater, but it was the nostalgic brew of a favorite season when my sisters and I took turns testing the hardness of the ice.

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Funny thing about a mirror—you can look at it, stare at it, unbelieving of what you see, but your mind decides what you see. Of course the mirror has no personality, it simply reflects you, whether you like it or not. We cannot usually look at ourselves and see our real self—we will always be prejudiced one way or another. Men will see a virile strong muscular body or the last night’s beer paunch. A woman will see a model of confidence or every wrinkle. The mirror cannot help you decide how you see yourself.

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Jim pulled back the canvas flap on the tent to canvass the damage. They never expected the attack but now it was time for the next little guy to be born and there was no bourn of thought that he wouldn’t make it. The mother was strong; nothing was going to hold her back, as she had borne two of the triplets already.

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Dare to be different—a choice.

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• Write your own post sharing your memories and leave a pingback to this post in the comments.
• You can use the photo above in your post to make it easier to find.
• Tag it with #TBTMemory or
• #IRememberWhen

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I remember laying stretched out on my stomach on the braided rug—which our home had many, in the living room mesmerized for a short time by a small black and white television. It didn’t take long for us to return to books because at that time it was a blurry picture of snow, and the show was Friday night fights which didn’t interest me much.

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “cam.” Find a word that contains “cam” or use it as is. Enjoy!

After you’ve written your Saturday post tomorrow, please link it here to this week’s prompt page and check to make sure it’s here in the comments so others can find it and see your awesome Stream of Consciousness post. Anyone can join in!

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This old jalopy needs a new timing belt and a fresh set of cams. This sorting, packing and moving has worn them out and the exhaust system is overloaded. There are no repair shops willing to work on my system, it’s too outdated and new parts cannot be found even in junk yards. I guess I’ll just have to do my best to get this old model on the road again.

Is it Saturday? My sleep schedule is so messed up between the time change, stress of moving and family happenings, I am lucky to get two hours of actual sleep in a row!

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Your Weekly Prompt – Enchanted – Nov. 11, 2021

Go where the prompt leads you and publish a post on your own blog that responds to the prompt.

To participate, link your blog to mine with a pingback. To do a Pingback: Copy the URL (the HTTPS:// address of my post) and paste it into your post. You may also place a copy of the URL of your post in the comments of the current week’s prompt.

It can be any variation of the prompt and/or image.

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I immediately thought enchanted, as he seemed to float into my presence; so smoothly, seductively, did he touch my shoulder in his greeting. I may have been under a spell as his touch reverberated through me, as if reaching into my very soul. My eyes seemed transfixed on his incredibly deep blue eyes. If there really was a Svengali, I think I met him.

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“Let’s start a band!” A not unusual conversation in high school hallways. Unfortunately, not all willing participants have talent.

It never stops them and some go on to be successful. Joey was one of those who was desperate to be included.

However, she was designated as the “go to” gopher by the three male band members. All came right in the end when she won a Grammy at 25.

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Cold and high winds gusting to 65mph today are typical winter fare for Cheyenne. You need a flak jacket just to take the trash!

Countdown is 13 days till move into new apartment, and even though I’m nervous about it, I am committed. My grandson came over the other night and got me started, taking down pictures and curtains. Then asked, do you feel naked yet? I said no, thinking of all the little stuff that needed to be wrapped in bubbles and not looking forward to doing that. This (handy)?? tape dispenser is supposed to be easy—not.

I’m not moving my king sized bed, and glad to be rid of it. It takes forever to make and unmake it to launder. “Picture it” as Sophia would say, squirming around trying to put the sheets on, or maybe you shouldn’t 😂 At least I’m not going to Shady Pines!

But I am starting to feel naked. I have two heavy desk drawers and a Fibber McGee closet left to do, so I’m on a roll, literally. Oh I crack myself up 🤯😱🙄.

Have a great day and take time to remember the fallen.

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