SoCS: A Trail of Instructions

It’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday and Linda Hill is asking bloggers to do this: “Write instructions for anything you know how to do. As detailed or as rambling as you’d like.” Really? Write instructions for something I know? Gah! I’ve spent a few hours this week writing instructions for a Human Resources manual. I’ve spent a larger number of hours on this beast since the beginning of the year, assisting colleagues around the state who operate in the same position.Read more

SoCS: Breathing Seasons

Breathe in Breathe out Lungs cauterized by winter’s frozen retort Stark trees bare their darkened soul Breathe in Breathe out Lungs refreshed by spring’s unprocessed reply White birch bare their newborn green Breathe in Breathe out Lungs parched by summer’s brazen song Limbs bare their sultry, layered bark Breathe in Breathe out Lungs clear and crisp by autumn’s chameleon chatter Leaves bare their red and golden hues Breathe in Breathe out Lungs expand and collapse by pages on the calendarRead more

Ride Number Three

On Sunday, I managed to get in bike ride number three. This is quite the feat considering how miserable the spring has been. Although the day was somewhat cool for June 2nd, in the mid 60’s, I put on the bike gear, filled up the water bottle, and headed out on the CB trail. Thank God it was open. Prior to Memorial Day weekend, I was driving to work one morning and passed a big electronic sign that said, “CBRead more

Mr. Foley’s River

This past weekend, Natasha and I were watching Sunday Morning on CBS. One of the featured stories was of people who live in a van or bus rather than a house or apartment. We found it rather interesting, this life choice, especially with the family of six, who live in a converted school bus, and the older gentleman who resides in a space that would be too cramped for my taste. You can read the story or watch the videoRead more

SOCs: Soul vs. Sole

A warming soul Thaws into a puddle For a day Amid a sun’s swaddling Amid a cloud’s pouring Enveloped in glorious fifty And, then Ridges of a sole Hurry across frozen For a day Amid the pewter clouds Amid a snickering snowfall Enveloped in unwanted thirty Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’s prompt. It can be a word or words and sometimes bonus pointsRead more

Lately, Today

Not sure what to say today Lately, it’s like this most often rainy, dreary, no sun blah missing Vitamin D One day last week it appeared blue sky crispy crunchy air fading greens, bright yellows I walked the autumn path The morning sky soulful breathtaking at peace when there is sun The morning rain dark and inky gloomy moisturizing mottling traffic lights On a bright day the sandhills visit trumpet their song of migration then fly away She barely escapedRead more

Another Year of Living

“God gave us the gift of life; it is up to us to give ourselves the gift of living well.” ~Voltaire~ Today I am grateful to my parents and God for giving me life. It’s my birthday! Presents and niceties are not required, but deeply appreciated. I’m not celebrating too much today as I’ll be at work and have nothing planned for the evening hours. My birthday celebration occurred this past weekend.  Although Saturday was fall-ish cool, it was beautifullyRead more

In my Head

I had poetry in my head and then it was gone a faded background of orange, yellow, brown A pointed amber of light that would not help Where did the words go? Hiding in a glen of tallness or under cover of green canopy or hanging onto a noun with limbs I’m tired and can’t think My muse is here perky and sun-gold bright many spears standing at attention waiting for me to write something but nothing I did haveRead more

What You Want

“You can’t always get what you want But if you try sometimes you might find You get what you need” ~The Rolling Stones~ We don’t always get what we want on vacation; however, vacation is something we all need. Wouldn’t you agree? (Crazy workaholics need not answer) For example, one may not get sweaty hot weather… But blue skies and a view is what is needed most. One may not see the perfect, cloudless sunset… But who can argue withRead more

SoCS: The Organ of it All

Organ. Hmmmmm… Linda G. Hill requests I use the word organ in my post. I wonder if she smelled Natasha’s chicken livers cooking the other night. I hate liver, an organ meat. I know this because I keep trying liver and it continues to taste disgusting. I will eat chicken hearts and gizzards, but liver? No. I’ll stick with my bacon and organic chicken eggs. In other news, I’m officially on vacation. I left the organization that delivers my paycheck atRead more

When it’s this nice…

When it’s this blue… I must. When it’s this green… I shall. When the tunnels beckon… I go forth. When water brings peace… I breathe. When life tries to throw me… I stop and rest. When it’s this nice… See you later, alligator. (Wiouwash State Trail and Black Otter Lake – July 7, 2018)Read more

SoCS: The Cheers Poem

Cheers to air conditioning and the space that’s not too hot Cheers to capris and flip flops the short shorts…I cannot Cheers to coconut ice cream and lemonade in a glass Cheers to a swimmable lake and flopping down in tall grass Cheers to riding an orange bike and walking wooded trail Cheers to a frosty mug and its contents to inhale Cheers to blue sky and sun and the birds that chirp their song Cheers to childrens’ laughter and theRead more