First thing, right off the bat, I need sun. More sun. In the past three weeks, it’s been mighty scarce. I think we had one day where it came out for about 20 minutes and another day this week when it would filter itself behind a cloud, shine bright for a few minutes, then go back under the clouds. This may be the reason why I feel a bit lethargic of late. If it were not for the pandemic, NatashaRead more
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#SoCS: Reaching Past the Sky
Some days, some weeks, I simply want to stand in the middle of a forest and scream a primal scream. The kind that lets out all of my frustration and disappointment about what’s going on in America. These past few days have been no exception. Linda G. Hill asked bloggers to write about “sky’s the limit,” and I make note that democracy and freedom allow us to follow our dreams and aspire to higher ground. However, there are those whoRead more
In a Cat’s Corner
“Hey mom?” “Yes, Gibbs?” “Are you writing again?” “I suppose I am…trying to come up with something for Stream of Consciousness Saturday.” “Stream of what?” “Consciousness. It’s a weekly prompt where all of the bloggers write a post without making any changes other than to fix their own bad spelling.” “That sounds hard.” “It is, Gibbs. Especially for me. I tend to be an obsessive/compulsive perfectionist. It’s hard for me to not want to fix something that sounded right whenRead more
#SoCS: Mini Mouse
Gibbs the cat here! I’ll be taking over for the human today. She didn’t quite know what to do with the SoCS prompt of mini/maxi and I understand. I was scratching my ears too until I spied the mini mouse (one of many) at the foot of the cat tree. Mini mouse and her brothers and sisters are some of my favorite toys. The little things bat around easily and never squeak, not even when they’re in the clutches ofRead more
#SoCS: The UnreaLISTic
So, Linda G. Hill wants me to make or talk about a list for Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Hmmm… Regular readers already know I keep a gratitude list. I’ll leave that one alone. Shopping list? No, probably not, although I can tell you that shrimp, yogurt and kettle chips were on the last one. I’m 99% sure you do not want me to bore you with “my favorite foods” or “the names of all cats I’ve ever served” or “numberRead more
SoCS: Not Quite Forgotten
Frodo: “I wish the Ring had never come to me. I wish none of this had happened.”Gandalf: “So do all who live to see such times, but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.”― J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings The ring in the photo belonged to my godmother. When she passed away many years ago, her husband gave it to my motherRead more
SoCS: An Addition to the Menu
This past week was a glorious addition to a fall biking menu. Rather than normal high temperatures in the upper 40’s to low 50’s F, we have been basking in the warmth of the 60’s and low 70’s. It is the weather I had hoped for in October. It’s been a blessing as the loveliness of the outdoors has kept my mind off the national election and on to more important matters: time on the nearby state bike trails. IRead more
SoCS: Mix it Up!
M mmm… A blueberry muffin R ight up there ^ Y ou can have one too J ust get out the ingredients M ix it up E nvelope the ingredients as one L ick the bowl A nd wait, let it bake N ineteen, twenty, twenty-five minutes G ood stuff out of the oven E at up, enjoy! Stream of Consciousness Saturday is the brainchild of author Linda G. Hill. Every Friday, Linda provides her followers with an inspiring blogger’sRead more
SoCS: The Sun Will Come Up
For this week’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday, Linda Hill is asking bloggers to use “a word you have to look up.” You know…spelling a word that doesn’t make sense when you have to spell it. The difficulty of the English language. The words that make us scratch our heads and question the meaning of a language that has it’s roots in long-ago Anglo-Saxon culture and a combination of Latin, Greek, French, German and Dutch words and pronunciations. Maybe your wordRead more
SoCS: An Acceptable Medium
This past week has fallen in the middle. Somewhere between a sad low and peaceful, playful highs. In the medium category. This past Monday, my beloved fur baby and Queen of the castle, Ziva, crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. She had kidney failure of the kind that could not be fixed and I was not going to let her suffer. So, I let her go, sobbed my heart out, and began to fill the hole with pieces of fond memoriesRead more
SoCS from the Pod: What’s Old is New Again
*sniff, sniff, sniff* “Hello? Are you new around here?” “Huh? What? Ummm…no. Been here before.” *sniff, sniff, sniff* “Oh, hey Ziva. Where have you been?” “In hell.” “Where?” “In prison.” “Prison?” “Are you going to keep asking stupid questions?” “Not if you don’t. I am only wondering where you’ve been the last four days. I thought something was missing and now I realize it was your blaring snores.” “Well, I’m back. Mom rescued me from prison.” “What’s a prison?” “ThatRead more
#SoCS: Satisfaction in Motion
Satisfaction. Every time I ride. Anywhere I go. Paved trail, city street, gravel, in a cathedral of green. Location is everything and nothing. Biking is distraction from all that is perplexing and unanswered. An affirmation of God’s and Mother Nature’s presence on earth. It is never old. Never wrong. Never an action that embraces boredom. Always wanting for anticipation and elation. A devotion that cannot be denied. The days are leaning into autumn and becoming cooler. Shorter. Autumn is aRead more
