Per Linda:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “express.” Use it as a noun, verb, adverb, or adjective. Use it any way you’d like. Enjoy!
Express yourself, they say. But there are rules. Proper etiquette, grammar, clothing, hair. Now it must fit with the current trend or political leaning. Religion, or not. What you eat, or don’t.
Express yourself, in the moment, the you, you are then. Be kind but be you. Not who you think others want you to be. And be kind to you, too.
Eventually, all these will be finished. But here is evidence of work completed.
Editing is still falling by the wayside. I set up the NaNo goal that I had last month. I need to find an organic way to schedule it into my day. I can’t seem to muscle up the energy. Piano is in the same boat. I think the enlightenment will release my passion to enjoy these enterprises.
Between earthquakes in New York and another Eclipse the news has been more interesting than usual. Don’t you think? Epic times!
December in January
Yesterday I was singing about April Showers and May Flowers.
At midnight amid the rain there were huge snowflakes the size of ping-pong balls.
This morning:
Now we’re down to the weeds and mud.😏
So I worked on my beach diamond painting.
Chatting cannot be counted as unproductive.
This is going to be my new mantra, as I have a hard time calling people. I want to hear their voices and find out how their lives are going, but I am always afraid I’ll disturb them. I always answer if I can or call them right back, but initiating a call is so hard for me. Is it that way for you?
The original prompts for this month can be found here: http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com
But I find the page and process a bit much this year. So I’ve gone rogue. A renegade of the blogosphere.
But the beauty at the end of the last false spring day brings near tears to my eyes. See those dark clouds on the horizon? That’s the beginning of a few more days of blizzardy, blustery cold. We might even get snow. If so I may try to go out and throw a ball or two. But I’ll be dreaming about scenes like this.
Bringing beach images begets being at the beach. Bottom line.
The most challenging aspect of the a-z challenge is figuring out how to sign up. Then the next problem is bringing pictures over and finding, say, A. The first one I see is about overall. The next thing I find is the B post for tomorrow.
So once again I guess I’m going rogue. Hey, the alphabet belongs to all. I do want to give the originators of this fun month the credit they deserve. So while all rogue I’ll make sure to link back the best I can.
Since I couldn’t find the A graphic to download
While I wait for the stock picture above to upload, I’ll catch you up on my beach diamond painting. Almost halfway done.
From an airplane it might look like a beach scene.
My little lighthouse that I diamond paint in my recliner is almost halfway through, too.
It is harder to work on. It is small and the drills are inconsistent sizes. It was very inexpensive. I may try to use this for an idea I’m working on. Art. I may paint over or use leftover drills to add dimensions. I don’t know. It’s just popping around in my head. We’ll see how it works out.
And now it’s time for ukulele playtime.
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “plain/plane.” Use one, use ’em both, bonus points if you get ’em both in your post. Have fun!
Well, I sat on this all day. All I could think of was flying to Wisconsin to see my daughter and her new family. I love flying in planes. Lately the news makes it scary. But letting go of the fear, I love a window seat. I love watching the world get tiny. Tiny cars, then tiny buildings, tiny mountains.
Where I was raised hay was made into rectangular cubes. But as we flew over plains and fields we saw huge cylinders. The first time I saw that I was flying with my dad to see my Aunt and Uncle. When we landed we asked about the cylinders. They told us it was how ranchers fixed their hay.
Now I live where those cylinders gather in fields at the end of the block.
It isn’t just from a plane that the world seems small.
I wanted to fit in getting a cup of plain Greek yogurt but it’s too late for that.
I start my morning watching shows and knitting. I want to pay attention to the show and knitting is a busy hands pay attention hobby, mostly.
And now it’s time to strum and recordize.
My new diamond painting is started.
Because of watching
I’ve added Chinese to my Duolingo lineup. I highly recommend this show. Not a movie but a series. My husband and I couldn’t stop the binge.
I’m trying to find a way to put my biggest guilt trips here. The end of the month is looming. Two goals haven’t even been touched. I haven’t edited anything. Nor have I worked on my read-alouds or podcast. Finding privacy and time seems the biggest issue. Nor have I touched the real piano. Boo! Next month is Camp NaNo. I have no idea what I’m doing. And so I’m Muddling my mind.
Time for uke and recorders and roll up keyboard.
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