I just love the post-blossom stage of clematis flowers. To me they look a lot like tousle-headed children. *********** This post is linked to Poetry Friday, hosted today by Catherine at Reading to the Core.
Category: Personal
Passport Through Darkness (review)
Passport through Darkness: A True Story of Danger and Second Chances by Kimberly L. Smith My rating: 5 of 5 stars Kimberly L. Smith and her husband Milton are introduced to the horrors of human trafficking almost by chance, when their missionary activity in Spain leads them to an orphanage in Portugal. There they come… Continue reading Passport Through Darkness (review)
A little screed against progress
A little screed against progress New car plays no CDs camera has no download cord it’s all Bluetooth and Wi-fi and I’m feeling pushed toward a world controlled by passwords where music’s streamed, not owned photos float on virtual clouds and my attention’s honed: delete the fake-bill email ignore the mystery link report the phishing… Continue reading A little screed against progress
Un-Hallmark Mother
Un-Hallmark Mother While I gifted icon carnations and Hallmark lines, “Mother” to me smelled of duty and mothball wisdom. She my root of conscience, scruple permission to pursue the chaotic then, like her, to sort and label. I lived for her sideways compliments overheard in conversations with her friends. Her widow-grief broke down walls: She… Continue reading Un-Hallmark Mother
NPM ’16 – What I learned
The entire quote from which the above is taken: "One of the few things I know about writing is this: Spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time. Do not hoard what seems good for a later place in the book, or for another book, give it, give it… Continue reading NPM ’16 – What I learned
I Remember … (NPM ’16-Day 30)
I Remember… I remember the holes in the green roll-down blinds and how they looked like a starry sky. I remember caramel-colored fly paper hanging twisty from the ceiling dotted with black. I remember making cakes and cookies when we got to play with water in the sandbox. I remember lying sick on the couch… Continue reading I Remember … (NPM ’16-Day 30)
ICSPOTS (NPM ’16-Day 28)
One of the most fun parts of this April has been following the projects of various Poetry Friday friends. Donna, at Mainely Write, for example, has been posting vanity license plates she has photographed, a day for each letter of the alphabet, and using one of the day's plates as a poem prompt. When Adele… Continue reading ICSPOTS (NPM ’16-Day 28)
No! (NPM ’16-Day 27)
No! lower the ceiling stop dreaming and get real distract the appetite . with cold water and celery wipe that smile off your face snuff out the candle of “what if…?” turn off the music leave the room . and don’t forget to close the door © 2016 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved)… Continue reading No! (NPM ’16-Day 27)
Solomon’s Seal (NPM ’16-Day 24)
Solomon’s Seal lacy petticoat green leaves bower leggy height cure for many ills texture complements pieris, hostas, roses salve for green-starved eyes © 2016 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved) *************** My sister gave me a Solomon's Seal plant about a year ago. It did well. But when it came up this spring, I had… Continue reading Solomon’s Seal (NPM ’16-Day 24)
Tax Time (NPM ’16-Day 22)
Tax Time Number crunches reconciliations… what I need when I must do my taxes. Quicken holds my numbers generates report for neighbourhood accountant—tax time good friend. Boxes all filled in right? Have faith in tax person. Rebate in bank account proves we’re all done! © 2016 by Violet Nesdoly (All rights reserved) Photo: Pixabay.com
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