Terrific Tuesday, Writers Group

Terrific Tuesday

The day began with a downpour. Around mid-day I checked the mailbox–nothing yet. I glanced toward the horizon and my heart did a happy dance. Just beneath the thick grayness stretched a band of brilliant blue. As the day progressed, blue prevailed in the battle, pushing back the source of darkness that hung heavily overhead. 

This Tuesday is special–writers group! I love these people! I never considered myself a writer, but accepted their invitation years ago–with the lure of cookies. I thought they said cookies. Now I’m pretty sure they meant KOOKY. Yes, I fit right in! Early on, I could hardly keep my voice steady when asked to read aloud. But this is a safe place. The masks are off. Writing comes from deep within, souls laid bare, and no one is judged. It’s a wonderful journey of discovery, and I enjoy traveling with this merry band of strangers who became friends. 

I have no new bird pictures this week, but I do have this not-so-perfect picture of a fluffy squirrel. I liked how its light-colored eye ring shows up in the shadow. How can I resist that cuteness? Here, take all the sunflower seed–I’ll even toss in a few peanuts for you. 

I hope you have a lovely day! 

DSCN3581

 

 

 

 

 

Good Fences #75

Good Fences

I came back! Our writers retreat was held at The PorchesWe did manage to get some writing done, and we ate very well. Our writers are multi-talented and fabulous cooks–no starving artists here! 

As with discovering any new territory, I was on the lookout for fences, gates, and anything else of interest. 

En route, I had to pull over for this:

I apologize for the glare off my dirty windshield.

I apologize for the glare off my dirty windshield.

The road was narrow. Passing cars (and logging trucks) sped by faster than I thought safe so I opted to stay in the car, click, and get moving.

Turning onto a road less traveled, we passed an interesting gate so I pulled over, hopped out, and snapped a photo. Once settled into our accommodations, I wandered out to the porch to look around, and there, at the bottom of the hill was The Gate.

Gate at The Porches

Gate at The Porches–as it turned out, there were two of them.

A friend and I took a walk and saw this fence and gate. That’s it for this week’s Good Fences. Click the link below to see more.

IMG_1689

good fences

 

 

 

Five Photos, Five Stories–Day Two

Five Photos, Five Stories–Day Two

Go HERE for an explanation of this challenge and rules to participate.

DSCN2404

Alien Nation, or Resort City, USA?

From our invisible observatory high above the seaside village, we documented the activity of the alien life forms. Seen clustered together in the upper right of the screen, they tend to travel in packs, wandering like inebriated party-goers trying to find their car after the bar closes. We must inconspicuously sample the water on this planet to determine if it is the cause of this erratic behavior. If so, we must inform our investors, apply for the necessary Alcoholic Beverage Control license…

Today, I nominate EagleAye of Momus News to share Five Photos, Five Stories.

Five Photos, Five Stories–Day One

Five Photos, Five Stories–Day One My sweet friend, Dianna at These Days of Mine, tagged me to join the fun with this recent photo/story challenge.  The rules for Five Photos, Five Stories are 1) to post a photo a day for five consecutive days and attach a story to the photo.  It can be fiction or non-fiction, a poem or a short paragraph. And 2) each day, nominate another blogger for the challenge. Here goes:

Osprey on a Limb

Juvenile Osprey–Out on a Limb

The story for this photo starts with a lovely young lady (that part is fiction) who set out to explore the great, wild, unknown parts of her fair city. Her goal: To commune with nature and get a bit of exercise in the process The trail she chose parallels the edges of a lake and a creek. The beginning of the trail wends its way through a marshy area. The dense greenery overhead shields her from the hot sun and provides nesting areas for numerous species of birds, brought to her attention by the demanding calls of the young for the parents to hurry up and put dinner on the table.  As she progresses, she notices underfoot this trail is not hard-packed like the bike trail she walked previously. Some areas hold loose sand as one would find on a beach. It provides a good workout for her calf muscles. It was rather narrow in places as the grasses and foliage carried out their sinister plot to take over. Just past the lake, the trail takes a sharp left and segues into a boardwalk. The surrounding wide-open area looks like a home for trees past their prime. Most are gnarled and bowed down to the earth, waiting to return to the soil. Those remaining tall and erect hold promise in their barren branches. They stretch forth their arms to welcome and invite the Osprey to build a home and nurture their young.                                                                                                

                                                                                     *     *     *     

I would like to nominate Pastor Joseph Elon Lillie of Lillie-Put to share Five Photos, Five Stories

Friday Fictioneers–6 March 2015

 Friday Fictioneers take a photo prompt and write a 100-word story. This week’s photo is provided by Erin Leary. My story follows.

Copyright--Erin Leary

Copyright–Erin Leary

 

No Fun Gus

Well, he wouldn’t be troublin’ her no more. Jane vowed the next time Gus hit her would be the last. The day came, and she was ready. As ready as one can be. She chuckled about the pre-planned funeral. Those fellas in the fancy duds had nothin’ on her. She’d take care of the buryin’ business. She carted him to the property line where she’d dug a mighty fine hole, and dumped him in. A few days later she marveled at what she saw. Mama used to say folks was, “pushin’ up daisies.” This rotten scoundrel done got mushrooms!

Linking to Friday Fictioneers

Share Your World–2015 Week 6

I’ve finally returned to my own little world, complete with dirty laundry, grocery shopping, and a devotional due Wednesday. I did get to read a few of your blogs last week, but didn’t have the opportunity to comment much. 

Returning to some semblance of normalcy, here is Share Your World!

What was the last time you went to a new place?

I’m such a creature of habit. The most recent place that comes to mind is the new city park that I shared a couple weeks ago.

If you were or are a writer do you prefer writing short stories, poems or novels, other?  And what type of genre would you prefer?

I prefer writing greeting cards, memoir, devotionals, humor, and the occasional poem. 

Out of your five senses (touch, taste, sight, smell, hearing) which is your favorite?

It’s hard to pick a favorite, each one adds so much to life. Sight and hearing would be at the top of the list.

If 100 people your age were chosen at random, how many do you think you’d find leading a more satisfying life than yours?

My guess would be ten who might lead a more satisfying life than I. 

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

I’m grateful for having the whole week to spend with my daughter and grandchildren. I look forward to reconnecting with my blogging buddies this week! Yippee! 

I hope you’ll share your answers, either in a post and link to Cee’s blog, or in the comments below. Thanks! It’s good to be back!

share-your-world2

Randomness on Wednesday

Randomness on Wednesday

1. Good news on J’s progress! As he put it, he doesn’t need “nails” in his leg. Yay for no surgery! Follow-up in three weeks, and maybe the cast will come off.

IMG_0068

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2. Do you remember this little blonde–running on air, doing nothing when she grows up, always ready to give a leg up when needed? Well, she has a birthday this week! #4 Happy birthday, Z!

Carefree

Carefree

IMG_0057

Wants to do nothing when she grows up

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Helpful

Helpful

3. Last night was our monthly writers group meeting. I think it’s going to be a great year–new ideas, more writing practice, etc. If you’re in the area, everyone is welcome, so let me know if you’re interested.

4. Last year I thought I’d created the perfect writing spot, but it didn’t work out so well. I’ll share more in another post, in the process of moving to the upstairs.

5. Hubby’s home, I’m off to make fried zucchini sandwiches for dinner–one of his favorites.

What have you been up to? Feel free to share your random thoughts in the comments.