Betwixt brollying gas-driven clouds shimmying out sunlights’ dazzles, bedraggling rain now falls temporary.
I made this post as a response to the 13wordstory posted by Sir Tonix at BW.
I made this post as a response to the 13wordstory posted by Sir Tonix at BW.
This was the scene beyond my backyard, on yesterday’s last morning of February…
… and two days ago I spotted these two tiny snowdrops finally making their annual emergence and remembered to capture this somewhat hasty and poorly composed snap of them while outside with my camera to hand…
Maybe this year I’ll manage something better with the garden! I used to love gardening but for all sorts of reasons I haven’t managed any here enough. These bulbs were brought with me from my previous garden at the family home I left behind. Nothing else survived beyond the first year. Bordering a country park and nature reserve type area there are creatures like moles around and my gardens shown signs of molehills for a few months now, so I wonder if the bulbs get eaten perhaps – or maybe there’s just too much shade and damp.
Here in the Midlands we haven’t really had winter so far, although it was cold today and there had been warnings of ice to look out for, though no sign of any by the time I got myself outside. Until ‘storm Doris’ hit last week – ripping my fences to shreds some more – winter has seemed unusually and eerily quiet and the skies have all too often been jewel shades of blue. I haven’t kept a sky-watch as much as I’d hoped for being quite out of sorts, as is embarrassingly obvious when looking back at my scatty ranting posts(!) Never mind, could be worse and if March winds doth blow, we could still soon have snow comes to mind, (but apparently that rhyme should be ‘The North wind doth blow…’ it’s just not how I remember it).Really, it should be daffodils making an appearance, given that I did buy some daff-bulbs for this garden once upon a time and as it’s St. David’s Day… but two tiny snowdrops are better than none at all and will have to suffice for now. Maybe next year’s spring garden will be blooming lovelier… in the meantime, Happy March onward, hopefully 🙂
It seems like only a few days ago I was making January’s MLA post but I managed to achieve some of things in that post (in spite of my lately stresshead phase).
I write this post to join in with the event created by Coolbeans. I enjoy visiting there, even though I don’t share a similar zeal for watching movies or TV, it’s an uplifting blog to read. I liked the idea of using this event for my blogging strategy mostly, to make a monthly plan and set myself some goals. I can’t really plan for any other kind of activity much at all. Keeping up with anything consistently is quite difficult, but the laptop helps keep me awake, so, here we are again, only a day late this time. Hooray!
I’m using Coolbeans’ original event emblem pic this month (and hoping they don’t mind!) – this is for the purple reminding of remembrance.
February is a significant month for me relating to the loss of both my parents.My Dad died over 20years ago and my Mum’s death was just last year.
o does a todo list work in any blog theme or just P2? apparently it doesn’t work here!
There are so many good threads of potential to kick-start ideas and begin writing from Pam’s latest post at Blogger’s World.
“Perhaps all the things we choose to keep are metaphors for us”
Pam writes a creative writing post for Blogger’s World at least once a month, sometimes more often and they’re well worth revisiting -as are the other contributor posts for this feature. Often I get lost in thought and reflection and never quite get around to following through! I can be such a daydreamer! So this time I made a small start on paper and with a note to self to resolve that here and now. [I know I’ve a lot of stuff I’m behind with getting back to, but very good at distracting with another something else!]
I love the idea of joining in with an online ‘class’. however it can be incredibly exhausting to even participate during bedrest. It’s a bit too cold upstairs to get enough bedrest as might be good for me and my dog downstairs has minimum welfare needs. We have no human equivalent of the RSPCA to provide minimum human welfare needs in the UK!
A light-weight look at Johann Wolfgang von Goethe for my #authorstory post at the b101alumni today 🙂
Yesterday was #readabookday on Twitter. As I’m still waiting for delivery of a recently purchased book – and with a love of Project Gutenberg (and other free online reading archives) I headed to their Facebook page to find I am belated in marking Goethe’s birthday anniversary (Goethe, born 28th August, 1749, died 22nd March, 1831, aged 82 years). The following autobiography by Goethe, was a fantastic find -originally translated from German and published in English in 1897 and only recently added to Project Gutenberg.
(For some reason, facebook posts, although showing in post-draft, not showing in published post, you can also find it at this link: https://www.facebook.com/project.gutenberg/photos/a.387615124635933.91011.165355083528606/1186862491377855/?type3 )
I could probably spend hours over months reading about Goethe before being able to pay justice to his #authorstory. Although his is a name I’m familiar with, in the context of his work being of influence to other literary and artistic…
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Today’s question, #6 of 14:
At what age did you become an adult?
I probably thought I was all grown up way before I really became an adult, around the age of bleaching my own hair … (I was blonde until I was 8, then mousey-brown, then anywhere between bottle blonde and bright orange or back to mousey-brown between 11 and 17 years old, occasionally reddish tones or mostly natural-mousey since…
I guess I didn’t really become an adult until my first child was born. The arrival of a new life and accompanying responsibilities changes everything. I was nineteen.
Even then, plenty might say I’ve never quite made my way on the grown-up ladder. Plenty might be quite right in telling me:
Any chance I’ve had I’ve still enjoyed playing like a child – I’ve even played on the swing park as a lone grown-up – only when there’s been neither adults nor children to see! (Honest I have, I even made video clips while soaring on swings, so one day I’ll prove it …)
Life as an adult is such a beach, you gotta just get on, play, kick off and kick back whenever you’re able…
Don’t forget your inner child … What’s the time Mr Wolf?
What do you think? Do we ever really become ‘an adult’ – whatever does it mean ?… are we really much different as ‘grown-ups’ to the ‘little person’ we always were?
Don’t worry, my house is built of bricks, the chimney is blocked, the doors and windows are locked and Little Red Riding Hood isn’t my grand-daughter so won’t be visiting… and I’m not quite daft enough to let in the wolf!
What about this question: If your life was a fairytale, which one would it be?
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