Monday’s bad enough;
but the one after a time
change, is just too rough!
This montage (borrowed from Facebook; please see link for original website) was me this morning.
This is the last time
I sign off with a sixteen
Unless I forget. 😉
Happy New Year to all my followers and the wonderful friends I have met here on WordPress! I appreciate you all immensely.
Stock British phrase used
when you’re on the clock, fitting
out kids’ ghost costumes.
* I’ve lost it, haven’t I? Blame it on the time change.😝
Holed up in a room
with my cats for four hours–Why?
contractors are in.
*As an introvert, this is a highly stressful situation for me. they said they were bringing a pre-fab mantel and the job would take an hour. Instead, they’ve been building it on the spot, and i dont know when they are going to be done!
Don’t forget: It’s time
To clean those hearing aids for
The Festive Season!
“I hate endings. Just detest them. Beginnings are definitely the most exciting, middles are perplexing and endings are a disaster. . . . The temptation towards resolution, towards wrapping up the package, seems to me a terrible trap. Why not be more honest with the moment? The most authentic endings are the ones which are already revolving towards another beginning. That’s genius.” ― Sam Shepard
Setting up a Brand-New Life in London
a creative writing notebook by Bill Bisgood
by Lize Bard
Alex Markovich, 39 y.o. male living in Russia. A photographer, writer, and lecturer, as well as translator. A regular guest on “Radio of Russia” and other radio stations. Main subjects of the programs: “Traveling through Russia” and “Photo Art” (Alex arranges photo exhibitions in various Russian towns and cities, as well as abroad). E-mail: travel.with.markovich AT gmail.com
poems, flash fiction and photographs
Writing is ..., it just is ...
My Pen Writes Of You When I Write Of Me
Roots and Branches in our Family Trees
thoughts, anecdotes and snapshots stumbled upon
Fumbling by Leisure, Singing to Cake
because the story must be told
Diary of a Canadian Winter Garden
A Continuing Revolution
Color by words.
home of the elusive trope
"Literature is language charged with meaning." Ezra Pound