Here’s the prompt from Linda G. Hill: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โwrap/rap.โ Use one, use both (for bonus points), use โem any way youโd like. Enjoy!
This seems an easy prompt to rap about. Wrap is the first step in loom knitting. You can e-wrap all the way around the loom one peg at a time you do it by making the lower case ‘e’ on each peg, or you can warp the loom by laying the yarn over each loop and do a flat-wrap. I use that most now in my socks and hats. The in-between stitch is called a u-wrap. You just make the yarn ‘u’ around each peg. It is tighter than the e-wrap but not as tight as the flat-wrap.
Then as you progress, you find you have to do the wrap and turn to decrease like when you make the heels and toes of socks. It seems hard to do at first but soon it is fun. Unless, like I just did, you lose your place. Now I am having to tink (unknit) my heel as I don’t know where I made my mistake. Urgh!
The clouds looked like this only white against the blue background. The picture is by Hans at Pixabay.com
Now, if I can wrap my head around this next issue. It is nearly officially Fall. Tomorrow! Wow! Today was beautiful. The perfect temperature. The only cloud in the sky looked like kissy lips. By the time I had my cell phone ready to take the picture the little cloud was a whisp that didn’t look like anything. Tomorrow there will be a rap, rap, rapping at the pane as the rain comes once again. It is nice that fire season, hot weather, is coming to an end and we’re all still here.
So wrapping up on this stream of consciousness, I see a lot to be grateful for. Mistakes or no, it was a perfect day. And that’s a wrap!
Per Linda:ย Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โblue.โ Talk about the first blue object you see when you sit down to write your post. Have fun!
The sky wasn’t very blue today. Prescribed burning was taking place up in the nearby hills. Cough, cough! I know they do it to keep us from having a big fire. But when you are downwind it doesn’t seem so healthy.
There is a blue tinge to the picture on Netflix that says, Time Trap. I LOVED this movie! I wish it were a series! Yet it seems to have bad ratings. As we finished, my husband and I were so excited about it and wanting to see it again soon. Check out the trailer here:
The only reason we went searching for something to watch was that we were finished, at last, with Van Helsing. It isn’t my favorite series but it kept me interested and the cliffhanger ending made me mad, yet hoping to see that last season coming up.
I have to admit to being a little blue about summer ending. Not nearly as much as previous summers. As I hate when it gets to the point where it is too cold to swim. But since I haven’t had the chance to swim in two years, getting a chance to cool off is more along the lines of staying inside. Even with no AC, it is still cooler with fans and windows open than outside.
I don’t want to complain about the weather. It has been quite a reasonable summer here for us. And only this day is smokey, unlike last year when it was smokey a lot. Temperatures haven’t gotten above the nineties.
Hey, I forgot to tell you about last weekend! It was absolutely wonderful. My offspring came up to see us. They set up camp at the campgrounds about 12 miles from here. That way we all got to visit while in the evening we had a campfire and fun. But it was only for the weekend. So now I miss them and feel blue. I can’t wait until we all see each other again. I’m thinking I need to make a trip down to see them before the winter and icy roads hit. I need to go will the skies are still blue. Did you see what I did there? I ended on BLUE!
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โprepositionโ Start your post with any preposition. Bonus points if you end with one too. Enjoy! Thanks, Linda!
“For the last time!” He shouted. “I am not the enemy!”
But she didn’t believe it. He killed the man she loved. He had kept her from doing the things her heart tried to accomplish. He said he was doing it for her own good. That he loved her, trying to protect her. Love only works when it is using free-will. No one can force love. Protection isn’t always love. It is often a way to keep one in a cage.
Kept under the floor protected Octavia. Bellamy took care of his sister until he didn’t and that was when their mother was put to space to die for the sin of having more than one child.
On Earth, Octavia becomes a ninja for revenge. Still, Bellamy shouts, “Get inside!”
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We are on season 4 of The 100. We are all loving this show! Yesterday I shared the season 1 trailer. Here is the Season 2 trailer.
“Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is โco-โ Find a word that uses โcoโ as a prefix and use it in your post. Have fun!” Thanks, Linda!
Cohabitation is difficult at best. I have been living that position all of my life. First with my parents and brothers. Then with my first husband and then my four kids. Finally, after kids moved on, my second husband. Cohabitating with only one person happened twice for a couple years. Each time was the honeymoon phase of marriage. That meant alone time happened on the occasion. Whoopee! You would think that this second time would have lasted. But, alas, my brother needed somewhere to live. Then there were three. And within the last two years, my oldest needed a place to live. Four.
The thing l have learned in living with others is coadapting. Everyone has their housekeeping standards Some way less than others. Learning to pick my battles leaves me with an environment far messier than I would like. But with the fibro and arthritis, my disabilities keep the housework Hanna in me to a minimal. Leaving all the indoor and outdoor work to the guys. Getting upset if it isn’t to my standards, only causes me to have more pain.
WHERE does the lightning strike? It is wonderful to sit here safe in my home and watch the lightning show. It is scary, too. This storm doesn’t seem to have any rain. In the Oregon desert that is something to fear. Dry weeds and mountain to mountain sagebrush. I can see where it strikes. But tonight there is very little thunder to gauge the distance.
Just as I wrote the above paragraph it started to rain and there was a strong enough thunder to shake the walls of the house!
Image by Jan-Mallander pixabay.com
As I continue writing I am finding myself pulled into a peacefulness. The sounds of the rain on the roof. The smell of ozone and alfalfa fields intoxicating. The fear of fire diminishes with the downpour.
So where does the lightning strike? Where?
Thank you, Linda G. Hill for Stream of Consciousness Saturday!
It’s reversible. White KB fine-gauge loom, Bernat Pipsqueak! (Did I mention I love this yarn?) Fold-up brim then flat-stitch knit the rest.
The sad part is it is too small for me. But I can think of a few people that might like it. This was my yarn so I prefer to gift it to a friend or family. I use the donated yarn for donation items.
Since this was the One-Liner Wednesday, does it count that I started with one line? I just felt it needed more explanation.
Working on my series: Haven.
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I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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