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Beauty versus brains, is no contest.
The Perfect Family
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Looking into the worn photo album, Marie remembered good times. But seeing herself with her young family, she felt sad. They appeared ideal–hair groomed, clothes clean and everything a little too posed. Could this be what people thought seeing them from a distance or like this, in a picture?
Life is never like that, she thought. Our real life was never that perfect. The idea was difficult to swallow.
Sammiscribbles Weekend Writing Prompt 11-09-19
I see you teetering there
Your ambivalence I’m aware
You don’t think in black or white
Only trying to do what’s right?
Tipping this way might cause a stir
Going that way might infer
You actually care about the issue
Trouble ones who wish you’d
Make choices they would make
Can’t eat and still have the cake.
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https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2019/11/09/weekend-writing-prompt-131-liminal/
The Real You?
What is your favorite sweet treat?
I have to say it is Maple Walnut Fudge. I may have one piece a year if I’m lucky. My second is Rhubarb Pie. I have not had either for over a year. Both indulgences stem from my VT upbringing.
If you want to really relax, what is your goto?
This is funny for me because unlike most of you out there, I lead a relaxed life. Listening to music is good, but in general, having fun with my family or just the grandkids is my top answer.
What is your guiltiest pleasure?
My guiltiest pleasure is a warm sweet creamy cup of coffee first thing in the morning.
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SoCS 11-09-19
My first thought was “ght” sounds like a suppressed sneeze. So here is my offering for the prompt:
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Everyone loves babies and there are thousands of YouTube videos of babies doing anything and the invariable parents laughing, oohing or saying, “so cute” in each one. I love babies; if you do too, check out some of those sweeties!
Oh, and gesundheit!
https://lindaghill.com/2019/11/08/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-nov-9-19/#like-13325
Buffalo Springfield
Reenas Exploration Challenge #112
Reena provides a list of phrases. I chose the first one:
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There are too many pockets of stillness”
I prefer surrounding sounds of family, children’s laughter, teenage pranks, whispered secrets followed by giggles, or the snore of tired elders.
This familiar music provides a wellness–togetherness that I have a need to hear, interrupting silence.
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https://reinventionsreena.wordpress.com/2019/11/07/reenas-exploration-challenge-112/
50 Word Thursday
The quiet
Green forests abound
Peaceful scene.
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Flash flooding river caused anxiety in the forest creatures. Flight initiated, only to be halted at the river edge. Distressed at the sudden clash of noise upon the rocks, timid creatures cower in fright. Their peaceful watering hole is now a dangerous torrent.
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https://debbiewhittam.wordpress.com/2019/11/08/50-word-thursday-45/
#writephoto 11-7-19
November morning
Warm colors spread on cold morn
Trees shiver with frost
Bare thin arms reach for the sun
Golden beams providing warmth.
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https://scvincent.com/2019/11/07/thursday-photo-prompt-glow-writephoto/
MLMM First Line Friday
Charlie stood looking at the bridge. It was a beautiful structure in the sunset evenings. He often strolled on the edge with a new love of his life; this night, Cassandra. Beautiful golden hair, big blue eyes, he thought how could he ever contemplate her demise; and yet, that is exactly what he was doing.
They met at the bridge at sunset one evening. His nightly walk, and apparently she also enjoyed the view from such heights. The colors of the sunset reflected in her golden mane and at once he thought beauty and betrayal. Charlie had experienced disappointments regarding the opposite sex and never accepted there might be a beautiful person inside also. He did not trust that some day he might encounter such a woman. As a result he used women and then quickly disposed of them.
Cassandra had similar experiences with men. Thinking she was all beauty and nothing more, they too found themselves disappointed, realizing she was strong and independent. This evening as she and Charlie joined for their nightly stroll, she also had a plan. As they both stood near the edge peering into the sunset hued waves, Charlie moved closer, grabbed her arm tightly, saying,”I’m not waiting for you to betray me, this ends now”. Cassandra stepped back quickly, while Charlie still gripped her arm.
“You are planning to throw me over? What have I done? Please tell me!”
Charlie could not accept she might be different, and tried to push her over the rail. Instead Cassandra flipped around, surprising him. “You are the guilty one. You lured my sister here three years ago. She, like me, was innocent. Now you will suffer her fate.” Charlie was stunned as Cassandra displayed previously unshown strength and flipped him over the rail, plunging him down into the water below.
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