across the road

I took this picture across the road on an afternoon walk in the woods.

The End

And they lived happily ever after isn’t that how stories are supposed to end?
I prefer the beginning of a book the anticipation of a good read to the end when I have finished and there is no more to read. I prefer beginnings to endings. Birth the beginning of life is a happy event as opposed to death the end of life. Weddings are happy events divorce the end of the marriage is a sad and angry experience. I received a letter from my attorney yesterday regarding my divorce the end of my marriage has been a long and slow process
All things have endings books end trips end days end and become nights. Some endings are happy ones others are not In just a few days my parents will have their forty-six wedding anniversary they are working on happily ever after.


This is my contribution for this weeks Sunday Scribblings

Hummingbirds

hummingbirds blur
darting to scarlet blossoms
emerald wings flash


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Sunday Scribblings

I get that sinking feeling…you know the one I am talking about right in the pit of your stomach, I know something gives you that feeling to. I get it when I think about flying. Since last spring I have been planning to visit my brother and sister-in-law in Texas, but I haven’t bought the tickets I have fears of getting lost when I have to change planes and missing my flight. The part that scares me most isn’t the plane crashing every time a plane takes off or lands I know its going to crash sitting on a plane I forget how to breath and my chest hurts I know we are all going to die OK I know Iam only worrying because I know that flying is statistically a safe way to travel besides everyone dies sometime anyway. But the part that really give me that sinking feeling is the thought of getting lost in the airport when I have to change planes

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Daybreak

light enters window
deep under my covers
sleep escapes me





my contribution to the daybreak theme at One Deep Breath

List of Ten

I am sitting on the bed next to the window its gray and overcast outside such a pleasant change from the hot days we have been having. I am looking at a book I bought today Journaling for Joyby Joyce Chapman, it talks about Journaling our memories and I’ve realized that I don’t like thinking about my memories to me memories are scary things and I try to avoid them. Another chapter is called listing your life, it has an assignment to list what I like I’ve decided to make it a list of ten that shouldn’t be to hard and I can always make another list another day.
1 hamburgers
2 a clean room
3 to have enough money
4 haveing friends
5 dangly earrings
6 red shoes
7 spending time with my son
8 a good book to read
9 cats
10 fall leaves

writing

I walked down to the Every Thing Goes Book Café and ordered a drink I can’t pronounce Vanillaccino the menu calls it a blended frappe with syrup all I know is that its an iced espresso drink and its cold the cold part is important because today’s hot. I walked down to the café hoping the atmosphere would help me to write and also I am looking for a book to read. I seam to have a lot of time on my hands lately and not much to do. I used to dream of having more time to myself. it’s a dream come true turned into a nightmare I am so board its pathetic If I didn’t have my writing I don’t know what Id do only worse than writers block I find I have nothing to say I read threw writing prompts and they leave me totally blank today I was reading Julia Camerons The Right to Write: she says you don’t have to be in the mood to write that you just write and the mood will come so I am sitting here in the café sipping my icy drink and writing.

August Rain

It’s been raining all morning overcast and gray. This afternoon when the rain finally broke I took a short walk to the market sprinkled by the occasional raindrop. As I watched a black cat walked across the porch her reflection cast in a puddle of rainwater. The crisp coolness of the afternoon breezes are a welcome change from the hot August afternoons we have had

Heat

hot August night
cooling gentle breeze
I am refreshed

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