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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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| 9 8 7 Received first blog achievement badge. Edited and posted "Phoebe"  [E] & "Peshashtin" [E]1. Walked to Senior Center eat&greet. 2. Downtown First Friday and then to OSFF. 6 5 marzo New flash item: "Owl be seeing you" ; 4 poems "Silly silly silly " 1. Walked to Sr. Ctr. Ate meatloaf and chatted with friends. Shaved and took a bath. 4 marzo Took a bath. 1. Walked to Sr. Ctr. Chatted with friends. New flash item: "Little rays of sunshine" [18+]3 marzo Rash may be shingles. 1. Walk to Senior Center. Chat with various friends. New flash Item: "With a little wand and a little wit" [13+]New goals Once: Take a bath.   Write entry for Short Shots. Twice or Thrice: Declutter (still not happening). Every day: Make at least one new item from old entries (becoming a habit).    Go out twice every day (not a habit yet). |
| "first class ticket" is the prompt over at "Walking in Memphis" Music is "Walking in Memphis" I have a first class ticket to leave this mountain town, bound for the wheatfields of Kansas, where my forgotten heart was found.{Why I left it there I scant remember. Why am I going back? I'm not sure why. But my heart is waiting in Kansas where the meadowlark flies, and the blackbirds dive and bomb and the cardinal flashes red, where the wind in the corn reminds me, this is where I've been. "Lighthouses at Sunset Contest " The wind blows through the Hellgate Canyon, my thoughts now westward bound where the waters flow through town, through other canyons, lakes and falls to where the Mother Ocean receives them all, the flotsam, jetsam, the tatters of my thoughts. The trail rests in the shade; the icicles safe from the sun in the shadows; the brown slopes wait for the coming melt, the green hides in nooks protected by the scree of rocks. My thoughts... The wind blows down the canyon, waving at me in their hurry to meet the day. Someday I may join them. Until then I trudge careful of the icy spots, mindful of the emptiness that cocoons me, ancient slopes that once hid beneath a thousand meters of glacial water. The benches of the former beaches looming over me. In the sunshine illuminating the heights of Jumbo, what do I see? Too early for the arrowleaf balsamroot. Ah, it's the hat of a hiker, greeting the sun on the heights of warmer yesterdays . Shadows and Light 1st&2nd Trad Ask a Christian: "Grill a Christian" truth and lies. What's fact and fiction in the physical and spiritual worlds? Kit's High Rate Senior Steve's Horror: Et tu, Horatio? A skull awaits us all... if we're not blown to bits. Hook "Hook of the Book" barcodes "I look like you. I speak like you. I'm not you." "How do you know?" AiX looked around the room of centuplets. "My barcode is different from yours." Posted.Magic "Merit Badge Magic" #3 Fashion!"Tales of Seduction ~ March . Round OPEN" Past Love reappears... like pox? Hold me Shingles, mate but not too tight. Write a short story for "Short Shots: Official WDC Contest" |
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