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Weekly Prompts: The One Day Prompt
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Tag: #weekly prompts wednesday challenge
Two-Way Gawking
Who (or what?) lurketh in the forest? A children’s playground – a huge Viking or … something, forming the frame for the slide. Except … except it looks … I can’t. I just can’t. I don’t know who was gawking more – me or the … Continue reading Two-Way Gawking
The Absence of Trees
This is the view with which I grew up. A 1000 year old castle ruin, in the middle of an old, dense forest. As seen from across the town, and as seen from directly below where you could hardly see the castle for the trees. … Continue reading The Absence of Trees
Trust Your Story
But even if the story is good and can stand on its own, some people can’t tell it without embellishment – verbal or physical. Italians are particularly adept at talking with their hands.
Weekly Prompt Wednesday Challenge: Embellishment
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Il Fruttivendolo
This whimsical fruit and veg seller just has to be Italian. Or, my Italian lessons just kicked in. Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenged: Whimsical
It Almost Looked Like Lettuce
but it started to multiply until it covered the whole lawn and it didn’t taste good at all. Double dipping for FOWC with Fandango: Multiply and Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenge: Growth
Are We a Threat?
What is worse: Depicted as frail and tottering or being called “silver ager”? I find both patronizing.
Weekly Prompt Wednesday Challenge: Ageism
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It’s the Twin’s Birthday Tomorrow
It so happens that it’s my nieces’ birthday tomorrow. They are twins. And they don’t look like the other twins in my life at all. Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenge: Tomorrow
The Right Approach
I’m more of a minimalist when it comes to Christmas decorations. I found these elves or dwarves or whatever they are appealing. A single Christmas bauble can radiate all the Christmas spirit I need. But the best are homemade decorations. The right colours, a little … Continue reading The Right Approach
The Charge of the Fright Brigade
I don’t know what spooked the stag and his does but they stampeded in a frenzied rush down the ravine. Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenge: Frenzied
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