Month: November 2017

The Good Thing about “Meh” Posts

Yesterday was a “meh” post day for me – a cute puppy and an attempt at a witty daily word prompt. The good thing about a “meh” post is thinking about it. So, today, learning the new prompt, I thought more about puppies and…

Love those Poo-Paws

  Four snippets                    of a Whippet  equals adorable photo credit via Snippet

The Puzzler

She puzzled and puzzled till her puzzler was sore She walked down the hallway and opened the door And to her amazement guess what she saw? The sky? The trees? No, not that at all! But pieces of colors all shades and all hues obstructing her vision…

Proceed with Caution

“Always pay attention to your surroundings,” Dad always told my sister and I. Perhaps he said this because he grew up in West Texas during the Depression  – a place and time with caution at every turn of a dirt road. (Dad on right)…

What are they talking about?

This makes no sense to me. I have no experience with such things: “Get inside the vehicle and depress the clutch to shift the car into “Neutral.” Insert the key into the ignition and turn it to the “On” position. This is the place…

Feel Each Day Divine

The years are not your gremlins but merely passing times so spend them wisely grow and learn and feel each day divine Happy Thanks-Day, everyone! #feelinggrateful via Gremlins

Sisters of Mercy

  Oh the sisters of mercy, they are not departed or gone. They were waiting for me when I thought that I just can’t go on. And they brought me their comfort and later they brought me this song. Oh I hope you run…

Just Gimme Some Truth

The plainest coat of thinnest twine divinest in these troubled times.   The finest suit on vainest man with meanest tone once business man.   The sanest folk with honest speech truthful, earnest  are best to teach   via Nest

What Grown-ups Forget

Sad, isn’t it? What? They’ve forgotten. Yes. Very sad. Because they’re not elephants. Huh? Elephants never forget. They even teach their babies how to play in the mud. Elephant babies are lucky. My parents always tell me to stop playing in sludge. I tell…

Toothless in a Fur Coat

Hardly Saddler’s rolled up his wagon, pitched a tent and started up his Medicine Show. He told us about his elixirs and about how, if we bought them, they could treat most of our ailments. If he had an elixir for meanness, I would…