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July 22, 2015 I'm going to start today to record on a daily basis whatever happens to strike my fancy. So, it is a very cool breezy day. I just posted 5 short book reviews to The Monthly Reading Challenge. I'm suppose to put away some winter wood today from the woodpile outside but I'm playing hookey from work to write so starting this blog will get done. I'm having a daily fight with a flock of English Sparrows that are trying to take over my barn. They are making a terrible mess so they have to go. I have destroyed several nests so far they don't leave but they get out of the barn when I am around. I'm just starting the fight so I guess I don't know how far I have to go to discourage them. I'm trying not to spread myself to thin on WDC because I find so many things that are interesting here and I am trying to work on a new story. I really enjoy sitting at my desk with a cup of tea and reading blogs on WDC. |
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Congratulations on your virtual blogging adventure!](https://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/badges/group-BCoF_2-1901868_14.gif)  Hi out there. A windy cold day. Holiday shopping means fresh fruit or Etsy marketplace for one-of-a-kind gifts. Or search for the new gadget you did not know you would get. Even toys for adults is not a bad idea if it brings some fun into the celebration. Like the sparkling balls that float around in the air. Last year there was a ball under the tree for the dogs that has been fun all year. It is indestructible and shouts out fumy noises when it rolls around on the floor. We play for points. Drifter always wins. It's Christmas. Lively, if you get something you did not know you needed. Happy Shopping. |
| On this day in 1992, the world's first text message was sent by a test engineer for Sema Group. 32 years later, how dependent are you on text messaging? Happy Snow Day to Everyone I like text messaging, especially the quick ones. Like Yes or we are on our way. Interesting that you ask this since family members constantly test me about anything I regular do. For a while, I was on a service that I could not dial phone calls or do anything but text message. I changed service and bought a new phone to replace the one I had for ten years. Now can do it all; take great pictures, make phone calls, send pictures, or text message. Welcome to the technical age of personal phones. Is this what December is going to be like? If so, a white Christmas is on its way. apondia#1781748 |
| On this day in 1992, the world's first text message was sent by a test engineer for Sema Group. 32 years later, how dependent are you on text messaging? apondia#1781748 |
Prompt: Write about your favorite Thanksgiving memories for your entry today.  Hi! Lots of sunshine today. I guess the one I'm happy with is when we started a Thanksgiving Dinner at the church for people who were not invited to a dinner anywhere. We had a pretty good turnout for the first year. I don't know how many years it continued. I felt we were doing something worthwhile for the community at that time. Another fun time our family dumped turkey off the menu and opted for homemade. Submarine sandwiches. We rarely had finances to take the family out to dinner or even order in so this was really special for all of us. Tradition is a wonderful thing but just going with something different that will please everyone is good as well. We should be Thankful all year round. Historically speaking a lot of the political situations in this country have happened before and the country survived. Inching forward, one day at a time, chin up, and other clichés will make you smile. Happy Thanksgiving.  |
| Prompt: "If you are buying a larger turkey than usual, make sure it will fit in the oven." Mary Berry What do you think is the lesson in this quote? Is Mary Berry talking about baking a turkey, only? Maybe just means if you buy something make sure it fits where you are planning to put it. One time bought a pony. Had to cut the roof off the back of the station wagon to haul it home. Use to bring Dairy goats home from the sale barn in the back seat of the car. Happy Thanksgiving. |
| Write about your goals for December. HI out there in cyber land. When I first read this, I thought, I don't have any goals for December. Then I decided I do have a goal. I'm going to play Christmas carols whenever Keith is not here. I like them only around Christmas time. Most of my goals center around one day at a time logic. I have not forgotten WDC December either just busy getting through Thanksgiving for now. Maybe I can write in December. I've started a list of things to write about. We will see. I'm not sure I can follow through. I pulled the Decorations out of the closet this morning. That's not a small feat to accomplish. Onward to Thanksgiving and the Christmas holidays. apondia#1781748 |
| “When I started counting my blessings, my whole life turned around.” Willie Nelson In what ways can we count our blessings and feel thankful? I'm counting Willie Nelson's blessings too, because he owns a large acreage where he rehomes horses. I'm truthfully thankful every morning when I wake up to another day. Someday I will meet the end of my body's life on the earth. Until that day I will keep on keepen on. We can count blessings by aiding someone else to gain information they never knew before. There are other ways. Find one that suits you. Happy Thanksgiving. |
| Prompt: E.E. Cummings said, “Peering from some high window, at the gold of a November sunset and feeling that if day has to become night, this is a beautiful way.” When you look out your window, what do you see when the day ends? Usually if I'm looking West where the sun is setting. I can see it from my back porch or my kitchen windows. The sun falls behind a horizon of trees that grow across the road behind a neighbor's house. I look for the colors of the sky which can be quite awesome at times. West is also where most storms show up first. Or I may notice the road if I hear automobiles going by. Everything slants downhill from my home. There is an infamous swamp in those woods behind Kim's home. Bears, bobcats, all kinds of birds, deer, fox, you name it. If it is a wild forest beast it probably lives in that swamp. I watch the sky a lot. Sometimes freak storms come from the East direction behind my house those are the worst storms we have.  |
| Are you familiar with the poem The Night Before Christmas? Do you like it? If not, why? Did someone read the poem to you as a child? Did you carry on the tradition with your loved ones? Good Morning. Yes. There was a book in my childhood that had the poem in it. I'm not sure if it was my book or my brother's book. I remember the picture of the man with the cap and nightwear. I do remember the first part of the poem. It's an OK poem. {When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter.} I read the poem to myself, apparently more than once; since sentences are presenting to my mind as I write this. No. My children were not given as much attention to reading as I should have been able to give. I was 19 when my first child was born. The two oldest boys had a mother that was still in her own childhood. Plus, I was never around people raising their own children. I did not have a very in-depth high school education. Really I was not smart enough to be raising children at that time. I still believe you have to have an in-depth, well rounded education to make good choices. Or people around you who are devoted to helping you grow up with enough information to avoid life's pitfalls. |
| Let this quote inspire a story: "The wind that makes music in November corn is in a hurry. The stalks hum, the loose husks whisk skyward in half-playing swirls, and the wind hurries on... A tree tries to argue, bare limbs waving, but there is no detaining the wind." — Aldo Leopold The winds put out a serious sound. Something never heard before across the lakes. The birds had become totally quiet. Not a sound from any wildlife was the warning that something special was up in the atmosphere. Black clouds growing in the west. Not just the cumulus heavy with rain that was normal for a stormy day. These clouds were truly black, solid, one moving mass of danger The massive, moving black form was pushing against air. A sound like the bundle of heavy metal blocks being rolled across a solid wooden floor. The deer herd turned and ran straight away from the sight and sound. Into the sheltering forest, deep into the trees and brush far and fast they ran. The gusting winds caught at them, now pressing against the brush and ripping at the foliage of trees. Then receding for a short time. Like a winded giant pausing to take a new breath and blow at the wooded land and running herd again. Finally, the small herd entered a particularly dense part of the wood. Nestled against every tree was a stand of heavy brush. Here the herd broke into twos and threes. Curled onto the ground at the base of mighty standing trees in the cover of the brush that was knitted into dense hidden resting places. The wind gusts tore at the forest, The rain beat so hard on the ground it flattened plants and uprooted small trees. When the raging atmospheric storm passed the deer emerged from their shelters and moved west to a field. Here the storm had left grasses flattened but still the herd was able to find forage and gain strength. After a time of grazing as darkness was falling they found another place of calm and bedded down to await the next rising of the sun. Another day was on its way. Another day to meet what ever earth would throw out at the ranging wildlife. |
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