I live in an old neighborhood
just minutes from the city center.
It is really quite charming with several
different styles of homes
from big houses
to small craftsman cottages.
It is a great neighborhood to walk in.
It’s safe and the people are friendly.
There are retired folks, young families,
college students, well-to-do folks
and those just getting by.
One of the nicest things about the neighborhood
is all the old trees that line the streets.
They are beautiful to see and
it’s wonderful to have the shade trees
blocking some of the sun.
Sadly, many of them are being lost to disease and insect infestation and in some cases because
people don’t want to rake leaves and pine straw.
A few days ago while walking I passed
a churchyard and saw this old tree had been cut down.
Obviously there was some rot at its core.
Whether insects, disease or just old age decay caused it
doesn’t matter…it’s gone now.
Makes me sad.
I am linking to:
Lost in Translation’s Thursday Special Wit and Wisdom
The prompt is DECAY Wednesday
I have a problem with the popular concept of what is beautiful.
If our looks don’t quite conform to what the media
proclaims is beautiful then are we ugly?
Three hands, three generations, three places in life.
A babies hand.
Dimples, smooth, no lines, scars, wrinkles or knots.
Just beginning with a little history, a little story.
A mother’s hand.
Strong, some lines, wrinkles, rough, no dimples.
In the middle with some history, some stories.
A grandmother’s hand.
Soft, knots, bulging veins, wrinkles, and darkened skin.
Near the end with lots of history and stories.
Which hand is beautiful?
Look beyond what your eyes see and look with your heart.
Are they not all beautiful?
I am linking to Two Shoes Tuesday. This weeks prompt is BEAUTIFUL
I am also linking to Senior Adventures Wednesday Wit and Wisdom
Today I am joining Linda Kay at Senior Adventures,
Wednesday Wit and Wisdom
All you have to do is find a picture and write a story or poem using it as inspiration.
Conversation at the Barn
“Hey guys, come over here. Look at these animals. Aren’t they cute?” “Silly looking if you ask me.” “Maybe, a little. But look at the white-haired guy over there,” “Yeah, he’s quite handsome and looks intelligent too.” “I like the red-head. Those bangs are sexy.” “What are they doing?” “They’re cute, see they’re watching us.” “I think they are laughing at us.” “Why would they be laughing at us? They’re the funny looking ones!” “What kind of animals are they anyway?” “Haven’t you seen these critters before?” “Nope, don’t think so. I’d remember if I did, they’re strange-looking.” “Well, they are Homo sapiens. They call themselves People.”
I am linking today to Linda Kay’s Senior Adventures’ Wednesday Wit and Wisdom
For this hop, we find a picture and write a story or poem to go with it.
Here is my story
She had been alone and lonely for a long time. Then love came rushing in and swept her off her feet. She was fooled by good looks and promises of forever. For years, she tried to make it work. Now she knows looks can be deceiving, promises broken, and forever ends. She has learned you can be lonely when you are with someone and that is worse than being alone and lonely.
There will be no resolution just acceptance that it is over. Sometimes you just have to walk away. So, that’s what she is doing today, walking away with no looking back. Standing strong and tall, head held high, she takes her bag and starts walking. Alone.
So, I was thinking that you could give your mailman/woman a sweet potato pie or a sweet potato muffin, or a sweet potato plant, or maybe just a sweet potato or two. I am sure he/she would love it and it is a very healthy gift. We do want our mail people to stay healthy as they go about their routes whatever the weather. We wouldn’t want to miss our entry to Publisher’s Clearing House Sweepstakes or heaven forbid the notice that we may be the winner if we have the winning number.
I didn’t give my mailman anything, but I did think of him today…I was expecting a disc from Netflix. If I had given him something I think it would have been a card. A card with a sweet potato on it. I know he would have loved it. I will try to remember next year. And since I am a bit late with this reminder for you just say thanks when you see your guy/gal and tell him/her next year he/she will get something with a sweet potato in it or on it. You know it’s always nice to have something to look forward to.
I am linking this post to
Wednesday Wit and Wisdom
We are to write a story that is inspired by a picture.
We will call this a non-fiction story.
It is short on wisdom but does have some wit about it.