Motion of the Ocean

~My theme for this month’s Nano Poblano challenge is Motion~

I’ve had this song entrenched in my brain the past few days, fading in and out like a movie score.

For an earworm, it’s not such a bad one.  It takes me sailing back in time over waves of music and memories.

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We were borne before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic

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And when that foghorn blows
I will be coming home
And when the foghorn blows
I want to hear it

I don’t have to fear it

and I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow

into the mystic

When that fog horn blows
You know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows
I got to hear it

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I don’t have to fear it

and I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow

into the mystic

 

My favorite cover of this song -I so love this live version from the Zac Brown Band.  Rockin’ fiddle on the intro.

(photos were shot by me on our last sailing trip. The sunset was amazing that night but I loved the starkness and feeling of movement in the black and white versions).

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Poetry in Motion

~My theme for this month’s Nano Poblano challenge is Motion~

Guess what journeyed to my mailbox today?!!!

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 Frightfully wondrous words. 

I’m so excited to finally get my copy…

If y’all will excuse me, I have some reading to do.

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Trafficking

My theme for this month’s Nano Poblano blogging challenge is motion.

Tonight, leaving work, I got stuck in downtown Atlanta traffic.

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My car didn’t move for a very long time.

However, my heart raced! (ohmigodthereisanopeningaheadgogogo)

My temper flared! (stoopidjerkfaceidjetyoucutmeoff)

My hopes plummeted. (jeezusnoarethosebluelightsaheadnononowewillnevermove)

My spirits soared! (wearemovingwearemovingwearemoving)

Sitting in traffic is exhausting.

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#WeekendCoffeeShare: Sunday November 15, 2015.

#WeekendCoffeeShare was created by Part Time Monster. I’ve always wanted to participate, so this morning, I made an extra pot and I hope you’ll join me.

If we were having coffee…

I would tell you that we are spending the weekend in Augusta, visiting David’s Mom. We haven’t been here in a couple of months, due to my insane debilitating ruthless super-busy work schedule, so the first thing my husband did was tackle the yard, which is huge and needed a lot of attention. I threw on some old shoes and helped him as much as I could, dragging away ivy clippings and the crepe “murder” limbs from his pruning and loading them up in a cart to dump in the woods.  He was happy for the help – I’m not normally much of a “yard-work” kinda girl.

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I would tell you how nice it was to see David’s family. His sister Debbie and her husband are visiting from California and we had an “early Thanksgiving-inspired” dinner together last night.  Southern-style holiday food (roasted turkey, cornbread dressing and gravy, potatoes and cranberry sauce) is my favorite food in the world and I could eat it for days.

After dinner, we watched National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation for the umpteenth million time, as it’s a Thanksgiving tradition in both our families.  My sister will cry “traitor!,” but I’m really okay about not seeing it again until next year.

Very little chance of that happening, though.  ::sigh::

If we were having coffee….

I would tell you that Friday night we watched CNN’s coverage of the horror as it transpired in Paris, just as I’m sure you did.  My heart breaks for all of those who lost loved ones, and I’m more frightened than ever of what our world is becoming.  The only solace is the outpouring of love and support being shown world-wide.  Maybe we’re not as jaded and cynical and self-centered as I sometimes despair – perhaps there’s enough light in us as a people to drown out this darkness and evil.  I would tell you that I’m sending prayers, good energy, positive thoughts (the intentions are the same whatever you prefer to call it) towards the healing of those affected by this tragedy.

Wait, I’m so sorry…may I pour you another cup? 

If we were having coffee…

I would tell you I’m starting to get excited about the upcoming holidays.  I can’t believe it’s almost Thanksgiving and I’ll get to take off for a few days then and probably a whole week at Christmas.

I love this time of year, with so many opportunities to celebrate with the people you love.  (And parties, dressing up, ice-skating, delicious food, twinkly lights and decorations make it even better!)

If we were having coffee…

I’d tell you that I’m feeling very lucky to have made it half-way through NaBloPoMo/Nanopoblano.  I’m a little disappointed with myself – I haven’t written as much or as well as I feel I did last year.  I just don’t have many words right now…maybe it’s just the mental beating I’m taking at work or maybe I just haven’t found my sea legs yet.  I have really enjoyed the writing challenges over at Yeah Write – I haven’t done much “creative writing,” and the microstory challenge is proving to be so much fun: crafting a story in only 42 words.  It delights the wordsmith in me, changing and exchanging adverbs and adjectives, polishing, refining – there are so many words in the English language, but there is truly a “right” word for exactly what you are trying to say. It’s tremendously exciting to hone a tiny amount of language into a larger “story.”

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If we were having coffee…

I’d tell you how lovely it’s been hanging out with you and how much I would look forward to you joining me next week.  Are you sure you won’t take some pumpkin bread “to go?”

I’d also like to thank Nerd in the Brain – I’ve enjoyed her “if we were having coffee” posts so much, it inspired me to brew up a pot and join you all!  I hope you have a wonderful week!

 

People are Strange (When You’re a Stranger)

IMG_1759It is important to note that people are also strange in convenience stores very late at night, on any type of mass transit, at Revival Services featuring live rattle snakes and frequently at  Walker-Stalker Con.

Oh, and Hallowe’en.

Most definitely people are strange on Hallowe’en.

Mostly “good” strange, though.

People are strange when you’re a stranger…

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Faces look ugly when you’re alone…

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Women seem wicked when you’re unwanted…

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Streets are uneven, when you’re down.

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When you’re strange…

IMG_1704Faces come out of the rain…

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When you’re strange…

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No one remembers your name…

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When you’re strange…

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When you’re strange

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When you’re strange.

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Thank you to the Doors and Jim Morrison for the Spooky-festive and appropriate lyrics, and massive thanks to my bestie, L.C., not only for being her amazing self, but for throwing her annual and wildly fantabulous Hallowe’en Extraganza, which is more fun than anything should be.


From ghoulies and ghosties
And long-leggedy beasties
And things that go bump in the night,
Good Lord, deliver us!
~Scottish Saying

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