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Started July 1st 2019 for contests, etc. as other blogs are filling up and have other purposes.  I'm starting a new blog because
I'll be linking to
I've started an appendix (I no longer have one personally) to keep track of my Space Cadet journals for Space Blog. It's a work constantly under construction. Mind the mess.
I needed to start a folder for contests as there are so many deadlines and details to remember.
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| unselfishly unconditionally stirring the pot. Cook does the best he can. There was nothing of use on Teal World. Not even water we could trust. That still puzzles the Landers. It was as if all the H2O was bonded to the teal crust ... plausible in-my-humble-ignorance. Once every few star-days, Cook would reconstitute some dried vacuum packed vittles from a recent touchdown, festoon it with some fresh picked 'leaves' he had harvested. Today it was ... Well, better not say, let me mention that it was a tad too bitter, a bit salty and had once been a mother ... to millions. The dichotomy between vegetable and animal is such an alien concept to we-travelers as is male and female and ... even 'mother'. Growing up I had a pet plant called mother-of-thousands, it's offspring gathering on the edge of each leaf just waiting to fall and touch soil, each plantlet eager to be off on its own adventure. I gave it to a friend when I entered training. By the time I had left she had nurtured the plantlets and given them to others. By now... they may have taken over that planet. Here we have few pets. We have little water and nutrients to spare. Outside of the gardens we maintain, our compartments seem bare. Yes, some are vibrant with colors and sounds from a hundred worlds, but nothing's alive except us. We 'play mother' to each other as we pour tea out of a pot and smile at Cook no matter our delight or disgust. He-who-mutters mothers we-who-have-no-mothers unconditionally as he unselfishly stirs his pots. For Space blog
The prompt: Do you think a mother knows best? based on "a mother knows best"  by Samberine Everose  2.479 |
| He cannot intefere. This is his curse. To be able to travel the universe. Never able to change it. A time-traveler has warned him. It was this moment that birthed him, this memory stored deep within his cells that brought him here. He sees a room, a window, a sofa. A women cries. Blood trickles. She passes out. She will survive to pass on her genes to a daughter who will become a great artist, now forgotten. Her great-grandson will grow up to be a villain whose name was mentioned for centuries to instill fear in young children. Scientists will uncover her condition, a mixture of genes and who-knows what. It will be passed down for generations. They will name it: brilliance. Afflicted, some will call it madness and hide it behind walls of tears. Others will embrace, even flaunt it. A few will use it to make life better for millions. One man will discover a way to feed billions; but his daughter's-daughter will use it as a weapon to demand obedience and fear. He has known his lineage for years. He knows he can't escape it. But his innards demand he explore its limits. He trains to ride the photons to whatever end awaits him. On the sofa a woman he never knew sleeps arm stretched out towards a window and fading stars where, scrawled as if across the sky, he reads: how does one forgive oneself. He knows this darkness well. He guards his own internal source of light in defiance. A flashing beep startles him. He looks at the stardate. A new year has begun. With one last glance at his foremother ... he leaves. Behind cloud shrouded mountains, the sun is coming up.   For MHA: “Truly amazing, what people can get used to, as long as there are a few compensations.” ~Margaret Atwood For DFFC: "the sun is coming up". For SB. "memory" For me. 2.476 |
| Twice upon a time. The music sounded vaguely familiar. Live long enough, travel far enough ... everything sounds familiar. I was trying to write the log for the day. The page was blank, the screen in front of me blank, my mind was spinning. Where to begin ... The teal planet still did its thing, slowly roating, silent. The bones were dated: ancient. The bald spot: barren for 'centuries'. The Teal whatever ... living ... spreading ... albeit in no rush ... seemingly aware. Once upon a time ... it was as if a time traveler were whispering in my good ear. Once in a lonely place ... as if a shape shifter bound in chains were dancing in front of my eyes ... Could it be? I looked down at my scribbles. A familiar face looked back at me. It seemed to say, "We left for the Stars." I knew who the bones were related to. Still didn't have a clue what the Teal knew, except it wasn't going anywhere, couldn't. Didn't know why the relatives of the bones had left knowing full well they could always visit again ... as it once was. "Twice upon a time" stuck in my mind. But now it was time for us to leave. We returned Teal to the surface. Put it back among its brethren. Watch the planet's surface return to 'normal' as we left. For:
Today’s prompt comes from lezismore-moreislez  . The planet is a very short story "Invalid Item" . Go read it. The prompt is “Twice upon a time?” I exclaimed. 2.473 |
| A weekly blog that starts skinny on Saturday and fattens up by Tuesday and is ready for slaughter by Friday ... if not before. llllllllllllllllllllllllllllsummerlllllllllllllllll  lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll  lllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll  llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll  llllllllllllll lll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll lll lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll ███████ PORTHOLE ███████ SUMMER: JUNE 2020 "Ye are all leaves of one tree and the fruits of one branch.” - Bahá'u'lláh  MY THOUGHTSJune 20: The dictator has consolidated power. It's up to the people to vote him out or overthrow him. June 21: The slightest thing will bring out tears. I'm not 'well'. June 22: I'm overheated and it's only 27 ... outside. *melting* June 23: Very tired. Didn't sleep as well as I wanted, plus it's 'toasty'. June 24: Desperately catching up on writing due by the 30th. June 25: Anxiety rising. Deadlines looming and I may have to just ignore some. June 26: More covid-19 cases locally. July will be spent inside.  WEATHER June 20: 18° cloudy, sprinkles ; 19° cloudy in Cartago, CR; rain later. June 21: 20° and very pleasant; 16° in Cuenca, Ecuador. June 22: 17° sunny at 10 a.m., going to be hot; 29° in Jamestown, NY, already hot. June 23: 12° and going up to 32; 36° and falling to 30 in Dubai, 40° next week. June 24: 16° but will warm up to 30; sunny 24° in Bergen and Tallinn. June 25: 28° near the high for the day; 29° in Taipei ... the low for the day. June 26: 28° 31% humidity, going up to 32; 11° in Wangi Wangi, NSW, a cool damp sunrise.  IMAGESJune 20: gritty (espresso) salted caramel milkshake. June 21: peonies of all colors and types. Some nicely fragrant. June 22: chicken, boiling chicken. June 23: shiny new-to-me silver-plated utensils. 4 of the 5 I did not already have. June 24: man in a blue shirt loaded down with green bags. A friend! Lightning. One clap of thunder. June 25: TMI: I'm hot and stinky (yes, I showered). Sitting at home means allspice in my coffee. June 26: Perfect warm weather... in the shade. Hills still green.  CONTESTSI've decided to enter "Musicology Anthology" LATE! I only have 21 days to write 11 pieces. *sigh* I can do it. I'll be putting them all in the folder: "Days of Future Past"  [A] "The Day Begins" ""The Day Begins" [A]" [B] "Morning Glory" "Morning Glory [B]" [C] "Dawn: Dawn Is a Feeling" ""Dawn is a feeling" [C]" [D] "The Morning: Another Morning" "Another Morning [D] " [E] "Lunch Break: Peak Hour" "Lunch Break: Peak Hour [E]" [F] "Forever Afternoon (Tuesday?)" "Tuesday Afternoon [F]" [G] "(Evening) Time to Get Away" "Evening, Time to Get Away [G]" [H] "The Sunset" "The Sunset [H]" [I] "Twilight Time" "Twilight Time [I]" [J] "Nights in White Satin" "Nights in White Satin [J]" [K] "Late Lament / Resolvement" "Late Lament [K] (Can be part of J)" It's increasingly obvious that I will NOT do all of these in any given month. Priorities are given to sporadic contest. Blink and I may have to wait 3 months!  "No Dialogue Contest-CLOSED" Monthly prompt: DAD. No dialogue. "Bluegill [177.99] (323 words)"  "Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest " Old or new not awarded. Limited to 20. "The Writer's Cramp" Daily noon to noon WDC = 10 a.m. MTT. Must be an item.  "The Taboo Words Contest ~ On Hiatus" Monthly. Beach and avoid certain words? "Wavelengths [105] (17 lines)" "Invalid Item" June. It's a dark month... "Journey Through Genres: Official Contest" until June 30. Genre fan-fiction. <2k story. Huge prizes! "The Contest Challenge" A contest of contests... every month. "Second Time Around ~ Birthday Special" Old non-winners! Got lots of those (poem/ss) June 15th-14th "Share Your Faith" until June 30. Story or poem. Prompt: dealing with anger. "Inner Strength Contest " until June 30. Theme: Resilience Flash <500 or poem 15 line max. "Kittiara's Writing Contest" until June 30. 1 short story, 1 poem. Theme: renewal "The Random Poetry Contest" through June 14. (closed for now) "Invalid Item" until June 25. Must be 13+, tell a story, new. "Anaconda (40 lines)" "Invalid Item" Round 73. Until June 30 hokku/renga "The Humorous Poetry Contest" Humor. I'm not funny so I doubt I'll enter ... "From Missoula with Love (15 lines)" "Verdant Poetry Contest" Nature. Summer. Form and words by June 30. in NyN "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest" Round 85 15th to 14th. Old or new. Free verse <40 lines. "Write from the Heart Poetry Contest" Romance. Prompt an admirable couple. By June 30. 12-20 lines "Butter My Buns Contest" Erotica! Prompt 'passion'. Until June 30. Isla and cake? 500 words or 15 lines. POULTRY "Anaconda (40 lines)" [104] "Wavelengths [105] (17 lines)" Not yet laid:       PORK June 18:
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 READINGUtopia, poesia de Costa Rica  MOVIETIMEI can't focus on audio-visual! I need to finish one movie and find one that works for me. I have 200 to choose from. May need to go on-line and watch some East Asian love story serials.  MARKET  SENIOR CENTER  COFFEEHOUSEJune 20th: Didn't bother going through empty farmers market. Sat in Butterfly Herbs and wrote postcards and had a salted caramel milkshake. $4.50. June 23rd: Sat at the Center in the hot sun with Laxmi. Lunch was enchiladas. Bought 5 kitchen utensils including a 'spaghetti grabber' and a huge salad spork. June 25th: Sat in the shade. Didn't remember that Kathi had a fruit & nut farm in Idaho years ago. Lunch was bacon and cheese sandwich.  MY FORMER LIFEJune 1970: high school graduation June 2004: leaving Oklahoma for Colorado. June 2005: started my blog "L'aura del Campo" June 2010: bus trip to Kansas (36 hours?)  WATT'S GNUSBarr Abruptly Seeks to Fire U.S. Attorney Who Investigated Trump Associates (NY Times) Shades of Watergate. John Bolton exclusive interview: Trump does not represent the Republican cause that I want to back (The Telegraph) Will he vote for Biden? "If it’s clear the ship is going down, people will want to get off of it. Loyalty to the king does not matter if the king is going to be dethroned." (Perry Bacon, Jr. FiveThirtyEight)  WATT'S GNUS INTERNATIONALCoronavirus: Brazil tops one million cases (Al Jezeera) Just letting folks die ... imho. Hungary's main online news site says independence in danger (AP) Plausible as attacks on independent media spreads in authoritarian states. Coronavirus Races Across Latin America, a Warning to Poor Nations (Wall Street Journal) Becoming quite obvious that it's out of control in many places due to government policies or cultural realities. Norway starts digging up first Viking ship in a century (AFP) Gjellestad ship may not be in great shape but what else may it contain?  OPINIONSI've been keeping copies of my facebook rants. Truly I have. I need to look at them again and link it when rethought and edited. My non-rant insights I tend to post in my 'normal' blogs.  SPACEBOOK quotes (you can guess context):Kathleen laughed when I commented to her post:"So ... I'm a writer ... are you saying I should write "The Girl With Six Penises"?" I just might...  BLOGVILLEReference to challenges, contest and prompts (not all appearing on the same week): BC: "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" (daily) (I'm not a member)BCOF: "Blogging Circle of Friends " using my Nlog (nature blog) "Nurture your Nature" and "Hoarfrosts from Hell" (daily)BHC: "The Bard's Hall Contest" using my Tlog (travel blog) "On The Write Path" Theme: June is blog month.JAFBG: "JAFBG" (open rants)JI: "Journalistic Intentions" using my Blog "Enga mellom fjella" (8 blogs from 16 prompts till 7/4)30DBC: "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" (July)MHA: "Invalid Item" weekly prompts starting June 14th. OP: "Invalid Item" using my Plog "L'aura del Campo" PP: "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2023-2024)" my Plog response to prompts as I missed the sign-up date. Real: "Welcome To My Reality Forum" 75 promptsSB: "Space Blog" June 20th SB: "4157 05-06 "Twice upon a time"" June 20th JI: "Invisible me" June 21st SB: "Brilliance [102]" (revised as flash fiction)June 22nd JI: "Missing the Moon" June 22nd SB: "4157 07 Mothering " June 23rd SB: "In between stars" June 24th BCOF: "Endings" June 24th SB: "4157 09 I wish..." June 25th SB: "4149 303 On a wagon" June 26th SB: "4149 304 Swallowed" Visited this week so far and commented: SandraLynn Team Florent! Elisa the Bunny Stik  Robert Waltz  Sorji  Chris Breva  Joy  Lilli 🧿 ☕  Lyn's a Witchy Woman  lizco252isback Satuawany hullabaloo22  🌸 pwheeler - love joy peace  Princess Megan Rose 22 Years  Elle - on hiatus  L.A. Grawitch tah2o Prosperous Snow celebrating  Jay O'Toole  Kit_Carmelite QPdoll  IceSkatingSugarCube  WakeUpAndLive️~🚬🚭2024  SB Musing  Brian K Compton, Machinehead Elycia Lee ☮  Ned QueenNormaJeanGreeneggs&vegham  Sum1 Charity Marie - <3 PureSciFi  Kate - Writing & Reading  Cheddah Trying to keep up on blogs. Over 30 last week but 10-15 is a better goal.  Postcards:#3 to Ofelia in Florida. June 20 #4 to Michael in Colorado. June 20 #5 to Gary in New York. June 20 I'm hoping Glacier doesn't open this summer: |
| The planet is a deeper shade of teal today. We hide behind it's small moon. Nothing to see here. We're fine with that. The landers aren't saying anything. That sometimes happens. It can be overwhelming to find traces of what no-longer exists. Except ... we aren't sure nothing remains. 'Terra nullis' was debunked long ago. No place in the galaxy can be assumed to be empty if there is life. The Living Rocks reminded us of that. They afforded me a unique opportunity to practice the highly overrated "art of listening." The landers are analyzing their treasures today in their own sealed off domain. Apparently there is life in the teal crust. Simple ... but alive none-the-less. We are testing the bones. No results yet but eerily humanoid. Calcium/Strontium based... too similar for comfort. The bones will speak when we discern their language ... or when we are ready to listen. The teal crust however ... A couple of the landers have apparently lost their voice. Never a good sign. We don't like to have to leave anyone behind. We survive because we are cautious. We remain cloaked and silent. No one is laughing. Yes, those brown lines were roads. A long time ago. The bald spot seems to have been larger, as if the teal crust is reclaiming it. We've found another convergence of lines in an area where the teal is brightest. There are buildings under it. We don't dare inspect until we know ... Life persists throughout the Galaxy. But not all is hospitable. Our enthusiasm of yesterday is muted. We work and seldom speak. For:
"What would you do if you lost your voice? based on "Losing Your Voice" 2.460 |
| 4157 04 "Teal" I don't feel well. I probably ate too much of Bobbie's teal-tinted cheescake. It didn't time-travel well, but here I am back in the 'present', well MY present. We've approached a new-to-us world. It looks worn out. Believe me, one can sense this things. Too little metal as if it had been mined, straight lines as if it had been inhabited once. A bare spot here there shouldn't have been one. Best to be cautious. I wasn't part of the landing process. My expertise was schmoozing on lively worlds. Oh, that cheesecake! Even Guinan had smiled, winking at me. She knew my weaknesses. We aimed for the edge of the bare patch where two lines seemed to enter. We've learned that many entities live on the edge of something. Adapting to two worlds gave them flexibilty and when they looked up at the stars they began to wonder. I watched the screen. The landers were like a bomb-squad. Nothing could go wrong. If it did they no longer existed. Too risky. We'd leave. And they knew that and lived for the unexpected thrills of a new place, knowing that they would never die at home. The brown lines crossed lighter rock slowly becoming covered with a shade of teal. The lines were roads. How do we know? My crew companion was one of the galaxy's experts on roads. She said, "Roads". We all nodded. Then ... "Building". The landers approached it slowly. Not much left. "Looks like it has been abandoned for 'centuries', an old Earth concept that doesn't apply; we all used it. "It's dry. Very dry and a bit radioactive. We're going in." It was their lives; it was their call. And then on the screen: bones. Humanoid. Who knows whether they had fled to the stars or died out here. We have no records. There's a certain sadness looking at old bones. After-all they could be our cousins, or our ancestors. They took a couple bones, added a scoop of soil, a rust-colored rock, a small artifact, and a bit of teal whatever. They were coming back. Tomorrow or never would be soon enough to go back. It was the landers call. For:
You have discovered a new planet. Describe what it looks like and what you found. 2.457 |
| Stardate 3822 452? As I wrote ... yesterday? ... Guinan took me to a place and time I'd never been (interesting how she can twist and bend things). She wanted me to meet Bobbie-the-Blob. Of course, that's not the proper name, but I can't make those sounds ... neither can you ... trust me. Bobbie was so thrilled to see Guinan that she turned into a one-eye-purple ... whatever ... hard to explain. Bobbie apologized and transformed to become Guinan's sister ... in neon-purple. "I can be whatever I can imagine," she? explained, "... within reason. Once I was mistaken for a Klingon warrior after I was reading one of their epic sagas (they're ALL epic) and another time a dance floor. That was on one of the Human worlds. I had never encountered cloggers. My innards ached for an eternity." "Why didn't you just change into another form?" "And ruin their performance? Never! They all praised how my resonance seemed to match the music. Plus, I was under-cover." "We could sure use you now!" "Too bad I can't time travel. I'm time-bound. Which is why I love travelers!" "And I'm shape bound," Guinan murmured. "So that explains the hat!" "Noooo ... I like this hat ... it has good vibes, stores great memories." "Ah!" Guinan just gave me one of her do-you-really-want-to-be-stranded-here looks. "Have you ever been mistaken for someone?" Bobbie interrupted politely. "Yes, a long-dead actor called Richard Dreyfuss. Something about the face and the hair and I dunno ... read he was short." "Would you like to meet him?" Guinan can be such a tease. For
Prompt: Have you ever been the victim of mistaken identity? |
| Just a note ... in my world time isn't linear. Yes, yes. I admit that's confusing to linear a, b, c, 1, 2, 3 Humans. But I'm not Human. Or at least I don't claim to be. Such limited people. Good beings but boring. Aren't we all? Nope. Thank the Zodiac for artists! I've met a few. In every nook and corner of this galaxy ... well, all galaxies ... someone is asking why? and, not getting an adequate response from those who march to the alphabet, try desparately to provide their own answers. Until you've seen the Hanging Globes in the Oort you won't even know there was a question that needed to be answered. Artists do that ... They make us wonder and gape. Humans are oral ... do they ever shut up? Yxworms are anal. They poop in amazing colors and fragrances that tell spectacular stories! One only needs to learn their 'alphabet'. That's what I did this morning. Read poop. This afternoon I may read and write in Human. I struggle with my fluency. From thy lips to my four ears (two are tone deaf) ... I guess that's what oral-aural is all about. I'll seek to communicate using the alphabet ... but not in order and not using every æ, ø and å, but not forgetting any letter either. They say writers weave words. I say they weave the fabric of our imagination. Note:
Well off to my date with Guinan. We may do some time-sliding this evening. For the Human forum:
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What it wouldn't bother me NOT to ever do ... again: 1. Transverse the quicksand of Trinity Terce. Been there; done that. Nerve-wracking to have to watch every step to not become dinner. 2. Attempt to speak Klingon without a translator. They are touchy people! Only laugh as you are dying. 3. Have to regenerate anything. Growing a new finger made me scream for poppy-juice. 4. Land on a planet with no oxygen. Those who complain about 'bad air' should try 'no air'. 5. Try to outwit the sands of Dune. From dust we come, to dust we return. What might be nice ...  6. Revisit the Gardens of Gnoth. I never knew there were so many colors! With a breeze everything whirled like rainbow colored eyes. Even designs in ultra-violet and infrared. Buy the best uv-ir goggles you can find. It's worth it. 7. Look into the whirling eyes of a Dragon of the North. Wouldn't want to ride one again though ... 8. To land without a bump! Yes, that has actually happened to me twice. Third time would be a charm. 9. The Witches of Acrux were charming to say the least. So were the warlocks. The potions they made could make a rock blush! 0. A truly universal translator. Yeah, yeah, there's a few well known models. None of them worked with the Living Rocks. They were hospitable in spite of our obvious mistake of almost landing among their children. Prompt: Mrs. Whatsit bucket list. 2.431 |
| A weekly blog that starts skinny on Saturday and fattens up by Tuesday and is ready for slaughter by Friday ... if not before. llllllllllllllllllllllllllllspringlllllllllllllllll lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll llllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll ███████ PORTHOLE ███████ SPRING: JUNE 2020 "Behold the candle, how it gives light. It weeps its life away drop by drop in order to give forth its flame of light.” - Abdu'l Bahá  MY THOUGHTSJune 13: I shouldn't stay up all night. It leaves me groggy. June 14: Bed at 3-ish? Better than the night before. June 15: I have a friend who is ill. I hope she can continue to be happy. June 16: Yes, I'm Lava. I can either warm or burn. The proper distance is key. June 17: We die twice: once when our body ceases to live, for good when we are forgotten. June 18: Low temp and yo-yo-ing blood pressure. Nightmares. June 19: I should be more grateful and complain less. WEATHER June 12: 23° and hazy sun at noonish; 28° in Roundup, MT and brilliant sunshine. June 13: 22° windy, rain approaching; 29° sunny in Hotlanta. June 14: 12° cloudy, breezy, dreary; 0° and sleet in Longyearbyen, Svalbard, June 15: 12° trying to be sunny; 29° Hagåtña, Guam, always 27-32 June 16: 14° still trying to be sunny, rain later; 29° in Oslo ... heat wave. June 17: 14° cloudy; 16° cooling and partly cloudy evening, Santiago de Compostela. June 18: 19° sunny; 28° cloudy in Jaco, Costa Rica. Sun/rain 29/25 this week. June 19: 21° mostly sunny; 22° and very humid in Tulsa, Oklahoma with possible storms. IMAGESJune 13: Yellow roses. Surfers in the river. Humid. Windy. Chocolate raspberry malt. June 14: Slash of rain streaking windows; hail in the mountains; kayakers in the river, oblivious to anything wet. June 15: Chocolate cake. Grey skies. Milk in my coffee (I bought milk). June 16: white Syringa reticulata in bloom. June 17: fragrance of mock orange and iris. Picked rosebuds. Wisteria in bloom. June 18: crushed mint, mystery meat and mushrooms, headache, bees. June 19: Kathi's purple-yellow eye with 18 stitches. A dent in Merry's car. CONTESTSI've decided to enter "Musicology Anthology" LATE! I only have 21 days to write 11 pieces. *sigh* I can do it. I'll be putting them all in the folder: "Days of Future Past" [A] "The Day Begins" ""The Day Begins" [A]" [B] "Morning Glory" "Morning Glory [B]" [C] "Dawn: Dawn Is a Feeling" ""Dawn is a feeling" [C]" [D] "The Morning: Another Morning" "Another Morning [D] " [E] "Lunch Break: Peak Hour" "Lunch Break: Peak Hour [E]" [F] "Forever Afternoon (Tuesday?)" "Tuesday Afternoon [F]" [G] "(Evening) Time to Get Away" "Evening, Time to Get Away [G]" [H] "The Sunset" "The Sunset [H]" [I] "Twilight Time" "Twilight Time [I]" [J] "Nights in White Satin" "Nights in White Satin [J]" [K] "Late Lament / Resolvement" "Late Lament [K] (Can be part of J)" It's increasingly obvious that I will NOT do all of these in any given month. Priorities are given to sporadic contest. Blink and I may have to wait 3 months! "No Dialogue Contest-CLOSED" Monthly prompt: DAD. No dialogue. Until June 30th. "Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest " Old or new not awarded. Limited to 20. "The Writer's Cramp" Daily noon to noon WDC = 10 a.m. MTT. Must be an item. "The Taboo Words Contest ~ On Hiatus" Monthly. Beach and avoid certain words? Good. "Invalid Item" June. It's a dark month... "Journey Through Genres: Official Contest" until June 30. Genre fan-fiction. Huge prizes! "The Contest Challenge" A contest of contests... every month. "Second Time Around ~ Birthday Special" Old non-winners! Got lots of those (poem/ss) 15th-14th "Share Your Faith" until June 30. Story or poem. Prompt: dealing with anger. "Inner Strength Contest " until June 30. Theme: Resilience Flash <500 or poem 15 line max. "Kittiara's Writing Contest" until June 30. 1 short story, 1 poem. Theme: renewal "The Random Poetry Contest" through June 14. Prompts: spring, repair, threaten; 15-30 lines "Invalid Item" until June 25. Must be 13+, tell a story, new. "Invalid Item" Round 72 until June 14. "The Humorous Poetry Contest" Humor. I'm not funny so I doubt I'll enter this. Famous last words. "Verdant Poetry Contest" Nature. Summer. Form and words by June 30. in NyN "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest" Free verse 15th to 14th. "Write from the Heart Poetry Contest" Romance. Prompt an admirable couple. By June 30. "Butter My Buns Contest" Erotica! Prompt 'passion'. Until June 30. Isla and cake? POULTRY "Old Bob plants his garden" revised, made an item for "Poetic Traditions Poetry Contest " "Missoula Limerick " (closed) "From Missoula with Love (15 lines linked limerick) [94]" for "The Humorous Poetry Contest" , not linked yet.  "Sju dagar (Seven days) [96]" for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2023-2024)"  "Once I waved to a neighbor... [98] 9 lines PP#2" for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2023-2024)" "You dreamed this path" made an item for "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest" Won Honorable Mention ![Merit Badge in Shadows and Light
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READINGUtopia, poesia de Costa Rica MOVIETIMEI can't focus on audio-visual! I need to finish one movie and find one that works for me. I have 200 to choose from. May need to go on-line and watch some East Asian love story serials. MARKET SENIOR CENTER COFFEEHOUSEJune 13th: Sad. Everyone is spitting in each other's faces in the casino, but the market is so over cautious they're killing business. Few of the vendors I know are even there. Saw Laxmi. Butterfly Herbs: chocolate-raspberry malt. Cost $5 but I can afford to splurge (twice this month!). Saw Landon, Nan. June 15th: Spoke with Kathi and Laxmi, said hello to others. 'Beef' stroganoff and chocolate cake! The Wunderground thrift store is open. I should wander through there someday soon. June 18th: Kathi fell, cut herself is badly bruised. I didn't see her though. Shortchat with Phil. Mystery meat and mushrooms. June 19th: Spoke with Kathi, Bill and Phil. Hugged by Merry. Hotdogs with chili and cheese. Flowers in bloom. I don't wear a mask when I outside. I chat too much. MY FORMER LIFEJune 2010: Bus trip across the north. Stopped at North Dakota badlands overlook. June 2010: Bought moose poop at the Clark Fork Market. WATT'S GNUSTwo Years After Trump-Kim Meeting, Little to Show for Personal Diplomacy (NY Times) And the North has further cut ties to the South. Why the USA TODAY Network is capitalizing the B in Black (USA Today) B in Black like R in Respect. Supreme Court rules existing civil rights law protects LGBTQ workers (NBC) People need to work. Major barrier falls. Supreme Court blocks Trump’s bid to end DACA, a win for undocumented ‘dreamers’ (Wa Post) I know a former WdC member who must be thrilled. WATT'S GNUS INTERNATIONALDesperation grows as fighters blockade key Burkina Faso town (Al Jezeera) Death and no food in the northern province of Soum. Polish president calls LGBT 'ideology' worse than communism (AP) Intolerance has taken root in Europe and is spreading. Too Close for Comfort, and the Virus, in Russia’s Communal Apartments (NY Times) My situation is not as bad. I have my own kitchenette. But... we have AirBnB guests who we don't know who arrive from who-knows-where. India, China troops clash at Himalayan border, 'casualties on both sides' (Reuters) In Ladakh. Edging closer to war = not good for the world. Iconic Amazon indigenous chief Paiakan dies of virus (AFP) Dead in 10 days. Great concern in Brasil and in the US how indigenous people are dying. NZ police officer shot dead; first killed on duty in a decade (Al Jezeera) In Auckland. 3 in Montana since 2010, latest 2017. OPINIONSI've been keeping copies of my facebook rants. Truly I have. I need to look at them again and link it when rethought and edited. My non-rant insights I tend to post in my 'normal' blogs. June 12th: "See me take your dis out of disABLED" June 12th: "Cops should be civilian peace keepers" June 14th: "A potpourri of complaints and observations" SPACEBOOK quotes (you can guess context):Sue Clemenger: "He's the walking personification of why you should never trust a fart." Meme seen at Flower Love: "If a plant is sad, do other plants photosympathize with it?" Jacqui Odell: "ignoranus: an asshole with a keyboard." Sue Clemenger "Pretty much every sock in my sock drawer is older than the Confederacy." [as in over 4 years old]. BLOGVILLEReference to challenges, contest and prompts (not all appearing on the same week): BC: "Blog City ~ Every Blogger's Paradise" (daily) (I'm not a member)BCOF: "Blogging Circle of Friends " using my Nlog (nature blog) "Nurture your Nature" and "Hoarfrosts from Hell" (daily)BHC: "The Bard's Hall Contest" using my Tlog (travel blog) "On The Write Path" Theme: June is blog month.JAFBG: "JAFBG" (open rants)JI: "Journalistic Intentions" using my Blog "Enga mellom fjella" (8 blogs from 16 prompts till 7/4)30DBC: "30-Day Blogging Challenge ON HIATUS" (July)MHA: "Invalid Item" weekly prompts starting June 14th. OP: "Invalid Item" using my Plog "L'aura del Campo" PP: "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2023-2024)" my Plog response to prompts as I missed the sign-up date. Real: "Welcome To My Reality Forum" 75 promptsSB: "Space Blog" June 12th BCOF: "Sandy's soft soles" June 13th: BC: ""Trees" and "34"" June 14th JI: "Seeing through the rain" June 14th MHA: "2020: copy, paste, repeat" June 15th SB: "Stardate 4157 01: Thumbs up, thumbs down" June 16th SB: "Stardate: 4157.15" June 16th JI: "To see unicorns you have to believe in them. [97]" June 17th BCOF: "Between the Stones and Cracks " June 17th SB: "Stardate 3822 452?" June 18th SB: "Stardate 4157 04 "Teal"" June 19th SB: "4157 05 "Muted: A deeper shade of teal"" June 19th JI: "So f-ing pissed off ... Let America Burn?" (an angry rant)Visited this week so far and commented: SandraLynn Team Florent! Elisa the Bunny Stik Robert Waltz Sorji 💙 Carly  Chris Breva Pumpkin Jeff  Joy ridinghhood-p.boutilier  Veritas skeason Lilli 🧿 ☕ Lyn's a Witchy Woman lizco252isback Satuawany Richard ~ Shenanigans INC.  innerlight  hullabaloo22 🌸 pwheeler - love joy peace Princess Megan Rose 22 Years Elle - on hiatus Sharmelle's Expressions  L.A. Grawitch tah2o Charlie ~ queenkissy Prosperous Snow celebrating Jay O'Toole IceSkatingSugarCube WakeUpAndLive️~🚬🚭2024 SB Musing QueenNormaJeanGreeneggs&vegham bobturn Ned : I responded to "The Homeless" about abandoned words: It makes me reflect about 20 years of writing, over 5,000 scraps ... long ago. Who knows now. I'm buried under them, standing on them, hiding behind them. Charity Marie - <3 is having a heart-wrenching time. She could use support from anyone who knows her.Trying to keep up on blogs. Over 30 last week but 10-15 is a better goal. Postcards:June 6: wrote one to Jamie in Maryland. (bobcats) Mailed the 13th. (received on the 16th!) June 13: wrote and sent to Lisa in Mississippi. (mist on the Bitterroot river) Snow in June (screen capture sent to me by Nada) |
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