Breathe Deeply Until Morning Comes Again: OctPoWriPo 2019, Dy 24

I tried to wrote a song today, as suggested on the OctPoWriMo 2019 Challenge. The prompt is Breathe. I wanted to encourage someone today with the knowledge that mornings always follow nights. Life’s challenges make it hard to cope, We get discouraged and lose our hope. But soon we realize that all trials pass, After... Continue Reading →

Mama’s Got a Lot of Words to Impart!

My old computer was so slow that many days, I just didn't want to fool with it. Everything I tried to open took so long that they timed out. It took me hours to write more than one blog post. I knew that my last nerve had been stretched beyond hope when I prepared to... Continue Reading →

A Pretzel Rainbow

Joy sat drinking the coffee the flight attendant had brought her, trying to think up a new product to tempt people into her bakery. People enjoyed her cupcakes and pastries each morning, with business so good that she was quite often rushed right off her feet. But, she needed something to draw them into the... Continue Reading →

The Yarn-Spinner Turned Blogger

There is a woman in our town named Beth, Who lives in the old preserved barn. People used to travel far to hear her, For she could spin the world's greatest yarns. She was such an ordinary human being, Telling stories while sitting on a log, But with her new technological tools, Beth now spins... Continue Reading →

There is No Such Thing as an Eccentric Person

I find it amazing that the people who are most in touch with themselves, who are least likely to worry about what others think of them, and who are not afraid to flout others' expectations of them, are considered to be eccentric, meaning unconventional and slightly strange in their views and behavior. If they are... Continue Reading →

The Good, Bad, and Ugly of Having a Doppelganger

I have often wished for two of me, especially when I have found myself with more to do than time to do it. I would think that it would be great to be able to be in two, or even three, places at one time, so that I could say yes to even more requests... Continue Reading →

Guessing at the rules

  It is astonishing how the rules in Portugal can be so different, with no clue what the rule is. When we drive or park, we run afoul of the rules. Eating out often leaves us mystified. Even hiking on the trails is a game of guess what they mean. For many people, religion has... Continue Reading →

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