Where did the chill went?

WQ #5: February 1: CHILLY AIR

WEDNESDAY QUOTES Logo by Donna @ Retirement Reflections

Let a chilly quote inspire you to share your cold experiences and photos, or write a chilly story, or poem, Feel free to borrow my photos this week if they help you feel a twinge of chill.

A winter sunset

When February arrives, we know that spring is not far behind

We dream of putting away our woolies and think of flowers ready to bloom

The angle of the sun is changing and the morning light seems different now

Just a few more chilly days and then we’ll welcome spring

I want to walk outside early in the morning but it’s still cold so I only venture out to check the temperature and to take a few pictures of the sunrise. Our weather changes so rapidly at the end of winter that we jump directly from being quite cold to “ I need to turn on the fan” weather. So whatever is left of cold weather, we should savor.

We are lucky to have all four seasons where we live. Each season comes with its own beauty. The winter season is followed by spring. Spring gives way to summer and autumn follows summer. All are welcomed with a sigh of relief as it brings a much-awaited change. In fact, my favorite season is the changing season!

Written for; WQ #5- Chilly air, hosted by Marsha

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February Poetry Challenge- Tanka for a loved one

The Challenge;

Your February challenge is to write a tanka poem about a dear person or companion animal

Write a tanka poem in English or Spanish about a dear person or pet in English or Spanish. Tanka format is five unrhymed lines, syllable count; 5-7-5-7-7. Deadline: Sunday, February 5, noon CST (GMT-6). G-rated please. If you are a blogger, please publish your poem on your website with the hashtag #ffpoemapop and link to this page by Feb. 5

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I love him, no doubt

While Sitting comfortably

In cozy silence

Words deemed unnecessary

Heart speaks to heart quietly

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Written for February Poetry Challenge, hosted by Rebecca

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Breaking free- In search of Perfection

Obsession for perfection

Leads you down the garden path

Wasting precious moments of our limited time

Spending mental facilities already strained

Why not break free from this self-created trap

Give up the desire to be perfect, be acceptable

Believe me your life will be much happier

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “perfection.’” Use it any way you like. Enjoy!

In response to Linda’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday

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Time; our friend or enemy

Each take is unique, and that is the beauty of a writing prompt. It takes each one of us on a different trail”

The hands of the clock

Revolve and come back

But the time flows

In one direction only

Like a river the waters of which

Never pass a point again

Lovers meet, embrace and separate

Time decides where,when, and how

Time is the important quotient

In the equation of life

The rise and fall of people

All depends on where they stand

In relation to ever-passing time

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Written in response to RXC 266, hosted by Reena

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Gossip girls

Women whisper at a table in a crowd
This week’s photo is credited to Fill1970 on Pixabay

It depicts two women seated at a table in a restaurant or at a gathering with one telling the other a secret. People mill about in the background.

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Tall claims, or obstinate views

Grind on my nerves because of their fallacy

The evening enjoyment is bound to be ruined

When one is faced with the harrowing prospect

Of listening to gossip about everyone present

Spare someone you ask, perhaps your best friend?

Oh no, I have the juiciest titbit about her, you’re informed!

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claim | obstinate | grind | harrowing | bound

Written in response to FFFC # 204, hosted by Paula this week.

Also included Greg’s blog 5 word weekly

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Christina Aguilera- Understand

This is the first time I’ve come across this song!

Lyrics;

I made you think you don’t understand

I used to think that happiness could only be something
That happened to somebody else
Everybody believed, everybody but me, yeah, yeah
And I’ve been hurt so many times before
That my hopes was dying, I was so sick of trying
Everybody could see, everybody but me, yeah, yeah
But then you came into my life, you opened up my softer side
And I could see into your eyes
And suddenly, I realized

I made you think you don’t understand
All the times you didn’t understand
Why you couldn’t just be my man
I made you think you don’t understand
There were many walls you had to climb
If you really wanted to be mine
I made you think you don’t understand
After all the hoops I put you through
Now I see that I’m in love with you
Now, I hope you finally understand

So many tears I had to cry
But you had many more of your own you had to dry
But you stuck it out and you’re here with me now, yeah, yeah
And remembering the days I pushed away your love
You called my bluff and you still stayed around
Yeah, you figured me out
Said, You got me down
And there’s no way to lie to you, you know me better than I do
Baby, ooh, you see me through
I’d be no good without you

I made you think you don’t understand
All the times you didn’t understand
Why you couldn’t just be my man
I made you think you don’t understand
There were many walls you had to climb
If you really wanted to be mine
I made you think you don’t understand
After all the hoops I put you through
Now, I see that I’m in love with you
Now, I hope you finally understand, Oh

Baby, won’t you listen now?
Can’t you see just what I’m talkin’ ’bout?
Said, baby, won’t you listen now?
Can’t you see just what I’m talking about?
Time went on, and I was wrong
To keep my distance for so long
So afraid, you wouldn’t stay
But you never turned away
Always right by my side
You’re forever in my life
Don’t you go, ’cause now I know
That in you, I’ve found a home
Now I can see into your eyes
Suddenly, I realize

I made you think you don’t understand
All the times you didn’t understand
Why you couldn’t just be my man
I made you think you don’t understand
There were many walls you had to climb
If you really wanted to be mine
I made you think you don’t understand
After all the hoops I put you through
Now I see that I’m in love with you

I made you think you don’t understand

Source: Musixmatch

In response to Thursday Inspiration # 195- Understand, hosted by Jim

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Blurry photos

Camera in hand she looks for landscape and nature to photograph, something that would win the admiration of her friends, and perhaps someone would even pay for it.

The camera was an extravagance and now she needed to justify its purchase, not to others but to herself for she wasn’t happy with the idea of her being a wasteful person.

Shooting pictures from a digital camera shouldn’t be difficult, the guy who sold it to her even showed her how it was done so she followed his advice and just pointed the camera and clicked the button.

Excitedly she viewed the results of her efforts; her smile faded when all she saw one blur after another; these photos were no good at all.

Dejectedly, she stowed the camera in her cupboard thinking that it was another failed effort, an adventure that flopped like a high-billed movie that had no story.

It was her son who discovered her out-of-focus photos were of some use after all when erasing the memory card of the camera, he noticed that they would make great screen savers, and sold them for a good amount to one of his acquaintance who wanted to buy them.

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In response to Six Sentence Story- Blur, hosted by Denise

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New year pledge?

This week Punam is the host of dVerse

She says;

So, for today’s poetics I thought we should all give another go to resolutions. I share five random pieces of advice. Weave any one of them in a poem in whichever way you want to. Use it as a springboard for your verse. It could be a resolution poem for yourself or maybe a family member or friend. If none of these advice inspires you, write a poem on your very own resolution.

2. When you add something to the cupboard of life, subtract something.

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Too much of something, even good can be a burden sometimes

When you add something to the cupboard of life, subtract something

Material possessions take too much space give some away as you add more

Wealth and abundance are always more when shared with those in need

If you have joy aplenty, don’t hoard it in your heart, spread it with smiles

Peace and contentment, the ultimate treasure will grow as you share them

This is my motto for this year and all the years I will live

Give and you shall receive more to delight your soul

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I’ve used the line in bold as the starting point of my poem and my resolution for this year. Very true that February is a better time to set goal for the new year.

  1. Your self-worth is not in your inbox.
  2. When you add something to the cupboard of life, subtract something

3. Immerse yourself completely in a happy moment and say aloud, “I am happy now”!

4. Parent the child you have and don’t try to turn them into what you want.

5. At the end of each day fold your clothes and put them away, no matter how tired you are.

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Pass The Baton Challenge for February 2023

MARLAPAIGE#PASSINGTHEBATON, CHALLENGE,

Midnight Hour

Darkness falls across the land, the midnight hour is close at hand*”

She finished lacing up her thigh high leather heeled boots. Standing up, she did a once over in the floor length mirror, checking to make sure that her short skirt was short enough that despite the height of her boots, there was plenty of skin between the hem of the skirt and the top of the boots. She did a quick wiggle to make sure the skirt didn’t ride up too high, and that the rest of her stayed where it was supposed to within the confines of her dress. Satisfied, she grabbed her jacket and headed out.

As she walked down the street, she could feel the goosebumps break out all over her body, although she didn’t know why. It was just a normal night, just like any other, and there was nothing out of the ordinary. She pushed the uneasy feeling aside, and took her spot on the side of the street, waiting for her shift to begin.( Marla’s Part)

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My contribution;

Her unease increased as time passed. She had just one passerby ask her for the merchandise which she provided but the payment was still pending.

Suddenly the air was full of loud screams. Someone was in severe agony or frightened out of their wits. She grabbed her bag which had all the merchandise in it and made for the taxi stand. Before she could hail the taxi coming from the other side, she was blinded by the halogen lights of a fast-approaching car towards her.

She opened her moth to scream when……

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I nominate Jim to take this story forward.

Use this link for further installments of the story;

https://marladragon.wordpress.com/2023/02/01/passthebaton-challenge-for-february-2023/

The rules of this challenge are;

https://marladragon.wordpress.com/2023/01/29/passing-the-baton-story-writing-challenge-overview/

Written in response to; Pass the baton challenge by Marla

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Doing the dishes

January 30, 2023, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story about the dishes. It can be the every-single-day activity, a precious collection, or any other interpretation of dishes as objects or activities. Who is stuck with the dishes and why? Go where the prompt leads!

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We all have different approaches when it comes to doing the dishes. I like to wash them as they are dirtied, a piled up kitchen sink is not acceptable.

My eldest daughter uses the dishwasher, rinsing them when she has enough for a load and then running it. She says it conserves water and time.

My youngest loves washing dishes by hand. She says it relaxes her and she’d insist on doing them whenever she gets the chance!

The rest of the family, like my husband or grandson, are still under the tutelage on how to wash the dishes!

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Word count; 99

In response to 99 Word Story- Dishes, hosted by Charli Mills

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