Aren’t the beautiful flowers of the field great? It’s spring in the northern hemisphere and I’m anxiously waiting to go flower shopping with biking buddy, planting, gardening, and seeing the fruits of our labor. But this isn’t what the post is about. I couldn’t find a pertinent lead photo on the internet for the topic at hand, so we just had a very time out. Have you seen the Marie Osmond commercial for a joint supplement to help with painRead more
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#SoCS: The Express Lane
Remember when grocery stores had an express lane, for shoppers with 10-15 items or less, who wanted in and out in a quick hurry? Yeah, unless a shopper was behind THAT person with 30 items in his/her cart, who is either unable to count or doesn’t care about rules and store policy. With that in mind, I am going to attempt an express post, one with photos and not too many words. So you all can get in and outRead more
#SoCS: From Where I Sit
From where I sit, I see a prompt, upon the kitchen table I make coffee caffeinated with milk and sugar maple Sitting in the dining room, I wonder if I am truly able To spark a memory from this place that isn’t writing fatal This room – a place for food, drink and gathering of friends For charcuterie boards at Christmas and choices that never end For birthdays shared by neighbors on one chosen weekend On Thursdays, a recurring lunchRead more
#SoCS: The Signals to Get Up and Do
Oh, the life of Gibbs, the cat. To sleep, to eat, to play, to visit the litterbox whenever he wants; to whine consistently for food; to lounge around on a dog bed that is not his, no matter that it smells like a dog. Gibbs doesn’t have to get up and do anything if he’d rather not. His life may not be as long as a human’s, but it’s a good and non-demanding life. Being retired, I could follow theRead more
#SoCS: Gotta Photograph, Picture of
“I don’t need your photographAll I’ve got is a photograph” Def Leppard’s 1973 hit song was about a woman, but it was the first sound bite that played in my head upon reading Linda Hill’s prompt for this week. I AM a child of 70’s and 80’s rock and roll, after all, so naturally… This post will not be about a song or specific person, but, rather, about sharing some of the thousands of photographs I’ve taken over the years,Read more
#SoCS: My Smart “Cheeky Little Monkey”
Yeah, I know…today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt is not smart, cheeky, little or monkey. It is “WATCH,” as offered by the lovely Linda G. Hill. I’ll get to that soon enough. I’ve given Hoshi this very English moniker due to her naughtiness, but have determined she is also a very smart little shit. This is the ongoing story of keeping her out of the kitchen via a constructed fence wall. You would have seen this photo in my last post,Read more
#SoCS: A Close-Up to Winter and Cats
Cats are funny. Sometimes they want to be close up to their human while they attempt a yoga stretch, and sometimes they are a bit further away. In a box. At times there are snuggles and purrs from the furballs, at times one can drive a person crazy with their need-to-be/want-to-be in the kitchen addiction. Close up, the double fence wall seems formidable, but I’m waiting for Hoshi to find a way past it. The white fence was doing it’sRead more
#SoCS: For as Long as They Both Shall Live
Phhhfffttt!!! What’s the matter Gibbs? Hoshi. Uh-huh. She’s a twit. Uh-huh. Is that all you can say uh-huh? What would you like me to say, buddy? Say that you’re taking her back to wherever she came from. I can’t do that. Why not? Because like you, Mr. Gibbs, I adopted her. Yeah, so? So, I don’t take back kitties after I adopt them. No matter what. Can you make an exception? No. What is this about? She has been hereRead more
#SoCS: Christmas Sprucing
For today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, Linda Hill asks us to use the word “spruce” in our post. The word doesn’t go along with a poem/prayer I’ve already written for today, so I’ll add a few lines here in order to avoid point deductions. I am “spruced up” for Christmas. The decorations and tree (the non-spruce kind) have been up since Thanksgiving. I spruced myself up with pinky/purple hair. I spruced the apartment up a couple days ago so thatRead more
#SoCS: Misplaced Confidence
Sometimes… Things don’t go as planned. Or expected. And the confidence we start with takes a dirty tumble. As in expecting the first snowfall to wait until December and it shows up on Halloween instead. As in when you expect a naughty cat to stop being naughty or a whiny cat to stop being whiny when company comes over. Nope, not gonna happen. When the confidence of biking 20 miles on a gorgeous autumn day, after not having been onRead more
#SoCS: Meat is Lovelier than a Tree
We think that we shall never see A food as lovely as a meat A meat whose hungry mouth is ours Chicken’s sweet flowing breast we shall devour A meat that meets our gaze all day, And lifts its succulent wings to pray; A meat on the kitchen counter thus A tasty morsel to steal for us Upon servant’s woe, we press choice Who metes correction with raised voice Poems are bastardized by fools and cats But only meat’s DNARead more
#SoCS: New Tech, Broken Head
A week ago yesterday, I switched cell phone providers and received a free iPhone 14. The Samsung android in my possession was not broken other than there are issues with group texts between androids and iPhones. The majority of my friends in the group texts have iPhones. I am not going into detail about the issues other than to say they were extremely frustrating. My brother (who has an iPhone) and I had to switch to WhatsApp so we couldRead more
Mary J Melange 