Teresa, over at The Haunted Wordsmith first tagged Fandango to carry on her latest Finish the Story prompt. Teresa starts it out, then tags another blogger, in this case Fandango, to add the next part. I will tag someone else to continue the story and so on and so on. Fandango at This, That, and…
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Coloring Club Plus — 7/12/19
There are so many well-known songs from this album, I decided to choose one less known. In the materials at wikipedia it calls it a concept album about the American South. I have no idea whether it’s a concept album about the American South. I’ve never spent any time of note in the South. The…
Tale Weaver – #231 – July 11th – Making Sense of Nonsense – Ignormarte
image link IGNORMARTE If anyone can keep secrets, it’s doctors. They are the best at keeping secrets because they have the most to lose. Ever since health-maintenance organizations (HMOs) became the standard, doctors have had to do some fast shuffling. You see, how an HMO works is that it receives a set amount of money…
The Oracle Speaks
Munising Falls drops over Pictured Rocks escarpment — Dan Johnson/NPS photo Bright breeze, though as rustly blanket Relax summer bee shine Soft wild color, Almost a soul that’s secret Why wander to thrive? Use the fresh night air and cycle through this sweet blue dark Breathe, but come see if you will feel always green…
Ode to Petunia
ephemeral petunia bloom alive for just one day trumpets light into the gloom to brighten along our ways food for honey- and bumble-bees hummingbirds as well colors bright to pull and please botany of desire swells they come as uprights in the ground or waves upon a vine petunias sing without a sound intoxicate like…
Coloring Club Plus — 7/11/19
Bonus pic: One of Mlady Crumpet Chronos’ favorite places to lay when I’m coloring is in front of a mirror resting against some cupboards. I have 3 or more “My Morning Jacket” CDs from the L right now so today there will be an introduction on who they are. I borrowed some CDs after hearing…
50 Word Thursday — Let the wild rumpus start
“Let the wild rumpus start.” — Maurice Sendak, from Where the Wild Things Are job’s a drag, need some free dropped a tab of ecstasy first i heard it in the thump then i saw it in his scrump primal bongos crazy beat ‘bido rising feel the heat bodies writhing in the night fill…
