Linda G. Hill left Dan in charge of this Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Here’s the prompt:
Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “ent” “ten” “net.” Use one, use two or use all three (bonus points for using two, double-bonus points for using all three). As Linda would say, use ’em any way you’d like. Enjoy!
Content with ten volleys over the net, Annette, the ninety-cent player on the volleyball team, retired to the tent to relieve the tension of her tenable reputation.
“Attention,” the announcement proclaimed, “Due to inclement weather, the trophy goes to Annette. Please remove the net, de-tent, and be ready to go in ten!” But the rest of the team barely made a dent in the decampment.
Annette sighed and listened to her internal encouragement. In ten seconds the team was packed up, heading home, cellphone out, checking the net. Yay! Annette!
Here’s the prompt from Linda G. Hill: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “wrap/rap.” Use one, use both (for bonus points), use ’em any way you’d 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: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “blue.” 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 “preposition” 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 “co-” Find a word that uses “co” 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.
Let me come clean, I have a dirty little secret. I have no idea what to write about.
Because my laptop is having trouble, I’m posting from my phone. It is hard on my eyes and difficult to maneuver around the app. So I’m not as excited to blog now as I have in the past. Without Grammarly I feel less confident. So excuse the brevity.
Well, how shall I frame this? Though this prompt by Linda G. Hill is meant to bring about some creative writing, I find myself lost in a different kind of yarn. The knitting is done on a round frame with pegs all around. Actually, a KB loom. It made a hat slightly smaller than what would be comfortable for me. I’m passing it on to the Hat Huggers. I think it would be a nice soft hat for a chemo patient. I know I have nearly drooled at the softness of the Bernat yarn. So I think I will make myself a hat for this winter with the bigger KB loom. Here’s the finished product:
The pictures seem drained of color. Picture a cantaloupe for that pinkish part. Next to the face is a rind green. The yellow is brighter, too. At least the softness shows up.
Today we discovered Shadow Hunters on Hulu. That has kept me busy all day, knitting and watching. It’s a fun show similar in nature to Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Not much gore. Just characters growing into their places. I think others might like it.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll list some of my latest binges and see what others think of them. Hope everyone had a nice Saturday/weekend.
Now at 10:52PM, I have three furry people sleeping.
Like this one:
Teddy meditates after licking the gravy from his wet food. We feed these monsters so late so that they will let us sleep all night.
It just happened. That nightly ritual. “Dad” gets the cats off his lap and I start giving the cheer to Kali about what is happening in the kitchen. Some would say these guys are spoiled. I don’t know. Yes, there is half a minute that each dish is warmed in the microwave. Then “Dad” brings the dishes in our room and puts down Rosey’s first. Kali waits patiently as hers is second, Then Prince Teddy must be found and picked up and placed in front of his food.
Then the chewing and chomping and slurping begins. To the observer, everyone is in their places. Until they aren’t. Teddy finished with gravy jumps up on my bed and takes a quick bath and stares off into space. Rosey and Kali exchange bowls. Then Rosey finishes Teddy’s and Kali makes sure they are all empty. Sometimes I find the bowls in the bathroom or under the bed, they are so thorough in their nightly gnashings.
Kali then settles near me and Rosey gets back to “Dad’s” lap. The rest of the night they are quiet.
If you didn’t know, Chew/choo was the prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday. Thank you Linda G. Hill for this fun challenge.
Fledgling was the last book I read by Octavia E. Butler. I liked that it had a different take and more diversity than many other ‘vampire’ book. So I wanted to see more by this author.
This book takes the apocalyptic point of view from the beginning of the end. Our main character is the daughter of a preacher. She is black but the color of her skin is not the point. She is a teenager in a protected community that suddenly isn’t. As a teen, she sees things her own way, not like her parents or anyone else. So it is a story of growing up in social, physical, and psychological chaos.
I have to admit to loving the story. I did get tired of the God Seed of her making against the biblical verses of her father. But it was her experience so I accepted it as the character point of view not preaching to the reader. This blended with her bringing together a group of people wandering up the California highway and byways while protecting each other and defending their rights to live in this new world.
Though the story leaves the reader in a safe place, not a cliffhanger, I feel the need to read the next and see what happens now that they have settled. My e-library had this one but not the next so I requested they get it.
It must be nice for black readers to have stories that reflect them. I’m not black but I would love to see diversity more often. As much as I am loving seeing female authors writing strong female characters, let’s see more of the female experience in other races and experiences. Maybe our future generations of people will have books written from all points of view encouraging the reading experience by all society! I’d love to read more about women who are in their sixties and seventies and older! Let’s make sure everyone gets to see the world from characters like them!
If you read the above you will notice I used the prompt word ‘social’ a couple times. I was going to do two separate posts but computer issues prevented it. So this is a combo of Review and Stream of Consciousness Saturday.
Per Linda G. Hill: Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “open book, point, write.” Pick up the closest book to you when you sit down to write your post. Close your eyes, open the book, and place your finger on the page. Whatever word or phrase your finger lands on, write about it. Enjoy!
From Zen Doodle Mindscapes Tap Into Your Emotions by Carolyn Scrace :
Page 98/99 Joy and Happiness
“Joy descends gently upon us like the evening dew,
and does not patter down like a hailstorm,” Jean Paul
This is a book about Zen Doodling. I don’t have a lot of paper books close at hand to grab so this is what I did grab. The two pages were beautiful showing ways you can get to the emotion of Joy drawn, expressed in your artwork. I haven’t read to the page. I am still at the beginning of the book learning about the Zen Doodle rather than what I thought it was, the Zen Tangle. Not sure what the difference is. It seems from my newbie point of view that the doodle is a freer art than the Tangle. When I finish this book and the other I nabbed a bit ago, I might be able to answer that question.
I’m not sure I agree with Jean Paul about Joy. I think Joy is a state of mind we can have even when all seems bad. For me, it seems Joy is a product of gratefulness and knowing you are living your best life. Not that life is all good but that you realize you have a love for life as it is for there is hope for what feels wrong and you are giving what you can for others. Joy isn’t giddy like getting on a rollercoaster. It’s a midline that if you breathe and get calm you can find it.
It’s going to be interesting to see if I can express it in my art.
Working on my series: Haven.
Doodler (zendoodle.com)
Music major: voice and piano
Mom of four great adults
Reiki II practitioner
I have been on disability/retired for 10 years now from depression, anxiety and fibromyalgia.
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