#SoCS: Deja Vu in a Least Favorite Word

For today’s Stream of Consciousness submission, Linda G. Hill asks us to write a post with our least favorite word or one that bugs the heck out of our sensibilities. I first thought of the following unlikeable words: Liver, Algebra, Covid, Hate and Death. However, some of my readers already know I hate liver and algegra; I find Covid to be tiring and overwhelming; and both hate and death are not what I want to write about today. I foundRead more

The Path of Choice

  Trails of recreation paths of molten black and quarry jewels lined with viridescent birch, oak, evergreen burgundy maple, crimson sumac bodies of blue-green lake and river Lanes of wandering city paths of urban concrete and paint edged with manicured lawns, perennial color nouveau riche grandeur, facades of long ago structures of brick, mortar, steel, glass Roadways of speed racer paths of the fast and serious  hemmed with gravel and shaking grass topography careening by miles of twists, turns, incline,Read more

The ABC’s of Doors

As I was going through photos from the Biker Chick days, I found fodder for Norm’s dining pleasure. The former husband and I were (and still are) lifetime members of Harley Owner’s Group. Even though I don’t ride, I continue to receive the HOG Tale magazine and yearly envelope with a road atlas (designating where all of the Harley-Davidson stores are located), pins, patch, and membership information. As part of the membership, H-D offers its members an opportunity to completeRead more