Give a child a book, for reading books will ignite their imaginations and create their wildest dreams. Written for the Weekend Writing Prompt from Sammiscribbles: Ignite in 17 words.
The Power of Reading: Weekend Writing Prompt #87
Flower of the Day Challenge
Not having a garden means that I am about out of flowers to post. But, I wanted to include these flowers from Alicante, Spain, near the marina. Their vibrancy enhanced walking beside the waters of the Mediterranean Sea. As usual, I don't know what they are called, but the red is just stunning! Posted for... Continue Reading →
How Far We Have Come
Douglas and I were headed to the grocery store, when I spotted a sight that seemed so incongruous to me: cotton fields. On both sides of the road were fields of white that looked as though it had snowed. It was a beautiful sight, one that really touched my soul, not because of the whiteness... Continue Reading →
Impossible is Just a Word: Tale Weaver #203
“Crasis Gasitus seen pictured at the scene of his great discovery. Many thought it impossible. Few believed he could pull it off.” These are the words that begin the great news that a local guy, Crasis Gasitus, had completed a feat that people said was impossible for anyone to accomplish. Thankfully for the world, there... Continue Reading →
Let’s Us Travel While We Can
Travel with me to places far away, No calendars to follow each day. And let the grass grow long at home, As our legs wander and stroll and roam. So much to see and so little time, Such as art in museums sublime Awaiting for us to see and admire. Come, love, hurry, before we... Continue Reading →
Vamos: Friday Fictioneers
My wife, Virginia, said that she just could not find the strength to leave our home. But, I finally succeeded in talking her into taking a walk. I was starting to feel depressed just walking beside her, when suddenly, I felt a change in her. She had went over and stood reading the epitaph on... Continue Reading →
Wise Advise from a Peculiar Place
I was walking through slimy mud and fallen leaves, trying not to fall, when I started across this wooden bridge with the words, "Smile More" painted on it in yellow paint that could not be missed. I stopped to take a picture, but had the strangest feeling that the message was aimed at me. I... Continue Reading →
Seat of Remembrance
This seat caught my eye because it was dedicated to someone who died young. Because it was situated away from the path we were walking on, I wondered if the young man had loved sitting and contemplating life. I immediately thought of parents, friends, and colleagues who come and sit in the swing and remember... Continue Reading →
Death’s Effects
I received a call on last Friday night about a death. I had not spoken to Sharon in over 30 years, and I assumed that I would be the last person she would want to tell of her brother's death. He was, as the Bible says, the husband of my youth. I was 19 years... Continue Reading →
Making One’s Own Luck
Being prepared counts. Life is not left to good luck. Less anxiety. Wrote for Heeding Haiku with Chevrefeuille from Mindlovemisery's Menagerie.
Help from Heaven 