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

Open the lid and there it is. Another mystery solved.

Our 4th was memorable. Was yours? I hope you had fun.

Mouth wide open barking incessantly calls for insert foot. But we love Milo. (And are sorry the big noises scare him.) And that mouth is big. I treasure my foot. Besides, that foot embarrassment belongs to me. I need it several times a day.

More like kiss my foot. We love each other. I don’t lick his feet. Blech! But–Doggy kisses!❤️

Don’t open the fridge. Waiting for the electricity to come on again. With it on, our TV noise protects the furry friends’ ears from the booming outside. But oops, there it’s out again. The quiet is overwhelming until the frantic barking starts again.

What to do? We are going through withdrawal from tech.

What if this was it? It’s off for good. What would we do? Was it sun spots or some sci-fi anomaly?

This is when I worry about my family scattered out days walking if it came to it. Yeah, that Pandora’s box pops like the weasel.

Well, we’ll deal with that when we can.

Look I can knit, play piano, clean and organize, walk outside. Open the door, open the gate.

Oops, forgot my water, holder, cards. Where is my license?

All that led to the printer. Yep. There it is.

Open printer. Take card. Milo and I walk away from tech.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “plug.” Use it as a noun, use it as a verb, use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

It’s funny. As I looked for a picture of a plug, I got mostly like the above. Our tech lives don’t seem to leave time for the leisure.

I did think of the plugs of hair on my dolls when I was little. And suddenly a picture of a toilet came up. Ugh!

I did have a nice stream of many ideas flooding through earlier, but I think that stream got plugged. 🫣


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

When you love languages and take 11 or more on Duolingo, there will be a jumble of problems.

Sure, vocabulary can be tough, but the worst, for me, is sentence structure. I finally understand the adjective follows the noun in Spanish, Italian, French, and other romantic languages, but, German! Back in English order, but verbs get split up and land oddly to my eyes.

And then there are weeks when my brain just wants to deal with one language exclusively. Then I get hungry for as many languages as possible.

Italian has been my go to for a while. It seems easiest right now. I wish I could live in Italy for a year and absorb the words, culture, food, life.

Suddenly, today, I missed German. It makes a lot of sense, then the sentence jumble makes me miss every question. I can’t afford SuperDuo, so if I’m on a roll I have to watch, and listen to stupid ads just to regain the chance at the lesson. For those with learning disabilities like ADHD this makes retaining the new skill nearly impossible. Since languages are part of my passion skill, I put up with it. But this is proof of how those with money can learn and those without…

Are a part of the jumble jungle.


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “drink.” Use it as a noun or a verb, use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Take a moment. There’s a lot going on. But there are quiet wonders. No politics, no dangers, no stress, or right or wrong, blue or red.

Drink in the calm. Drink in the kindness. Drink in the beauty around you. Even at this moment. Neither future nor past exists. This moment is a gift. The present is a present. Take it in. Breathe.

Drink it in.

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “pant/pent/pint/pont/punt.” Use one, use ’em all, use ’em any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use more than one. Enjoy!

Why is one leg not called a pant when two legs make pants?

How is it that a penthouse is huge, but there is no room for pent-up emotions?

Why did Pa call Laura Half-pint when she could have been Quarter-quart?

Just don’t get me started on pont. Is it a ferry, bridge, or point? I guess I punt that out of the park.

Things that make me want to pent it all up until I pant it out until… okay, I give up!


Per Linda (even though her whole family has Covid! Dedication!): Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “walk.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Walk on By

…if you find my choice of entertainment boring, disgusting, or scary. But when the Internet is iffy like the last few days we pull out my son’s collection of The Walking Dead DVDs. He has almost all of them. We are at the Season 2 Episode 3.

Well, there’s one that should have walked a little more.

Let’s take Ms. Warwick’s let’s walk on by

Wish I had a place like this to walk. But walking with a dog makes every path more fun.

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

Remember that time we started laughing and couldn’t stop? Those moments of heightened laughter or deep tears are moments we connect our souls. Those times we car-karaoke until our throats sounded like we smoked all our lives are miracles in my life.

I’m horrid at small talk.  But those times we stay awake until the sun becomes up solving the problems of the world, or deep spiritual meshing. Gosh, I love times like that time.


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “straw.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

Straw in the country is important. Heck, it’s what keeps our chickens warm. My brother stacked a few bales on the west side of the coop to keep the wind out. He uses it for nesting material in their boxes.

There’s a whole theory of no weed gardening based on piles of straw. It helps keep down weeds around flowers or trees. It breaks down to mulch.

Ah, but here there are too many rodents that eat your plants before you even get started. So mostly you need to build rodent safe raised box gardens. That takes money we don’t have. Lumber isn’t cheap. Maybe someday we’ll get to try it.

Not my picture but we are surrounded by fields like this.

Drinking straws have gone back to paper to be good to the earth

But the last straw always is the worst, right?


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

I hate the questions that ask what my favorite anything is. Books, kids, color, etc. All change accordingly.

So let me do my best to narrow this down. Water. Beach, pool, lake, creek, rain, snow.

I love swimming underwater, on top of water, drinking water. Inside, outside, upside down. Oh, let’s not forget forests near water. Sandy beaches. Let me dive in.


Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “sing.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

One of my favorite things to do in life is to sing. All my life!

When I was a kid on the swing I was singing. My favorite swinging songs was To Dream the Impossible Dream.

I set up classmates to reinact the Wizard of Oz. Somewhere Over the Rainbow is still a favorite. I’m teaching myself a new version to play so I can sing with it later. In fact, Ash Grove, Beau Soir, Shilo, Just the Way You Are, God Bless the Child and Can’t Help Lovin’ Dat Man of Mine, among others are piano accomplishments I’m learning while I’m trying get my voice back. I’m doing the vocal warmups I learned in voice classes and lessons I took for a couple years.

Allergies are messing with my throat but I’m doing my best. I miss singing. I used to do solos in churches. I was terrified when I first started but I grew to love every minute of it. Whereas the piano playing with any audience made me feel I was going to die. But the singing would take me to another world.

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