“32 Flavors of ?”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “32 Flavors.”

Vanilla, chocolate, or something else entirely?


The term “32 Flavors” in the US is linked to the Ice Cream franchise, “Baskin & Robbins.” However, since I’m not a fan of eating ice cream, I always associate 32 flavors with the number of cigars I can choose from when I visit my local cigar bar.

Yes, I know smoking cigars, are harmful to my health, and since I chose not to use the prompt to name 32 flavors of adult beverages, I consider my once a month cigar as my only once a month vice.

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A house divided: “Family Ancestry”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A House Divided.”

Pick a divisive issue currently in the news. Write a two-part post in which you take on two personas and approach the topic from both sides. Bonus points for a creative format


This is only the second time I have written about anything other than up-beat, comical, whimsical issues on this blog. I also write articles for another blog, Tremr.com/007pandas and the daily prompt has requested a two part issue on a current topic. With so many contemporary issues of the day, it truly will be hard to choose. Yet, here I go!

In recent years, national television shows have highlighted celebrities discovering their family heritage, with some discoveries good and others not so good.

Either way, what most people fear are discovering horrible family secrets that were hidden to protect who, the adults from knowing the truth? I can understand keeping the secret from small children under 18, however upon adulthood, tell them the truth. I was always told, “The truth shall set you free.” Yet, many families keep secrets as if their family has a secret that has never been heard of before.

Now, with the above stated paragraph read, what if your research of your family history brought about the discovery of literally a horrendous family monster.

Such a discovery was made by a Black German when they discovered their grandfather was the vile Nazi commandant in charge of the concentration camp highlighted in the movie Schindler’s-List.

So the debated discussion is; Would this discovery help heal the family, or would prove to be better to keep this secret locked away for all never to know?

The link below the daily post link, provides a detailed look at the author of the up coming book detailing her discovery.

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A black German’s family history brings to light her grandfathers Nazis past.


“I Want to Know What Love Is”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I Want to Know What Love Is.”

We each have many types of love relationships — parents, children, spouses, friends. And they’re not always with people; you may love an animal, or a place. Is there a single idea or definition that runs through all the varieties of “love”?


Discovering intimate love outside of a blood related loving family can and will be by far the most incredible risky, trusting venture a human being can endure only to learn what love is.

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Twenty-Five letters and no “Q”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Twenty-Five.”

There are 26 letters in the English language, and we need every single one of them. Want proof? Choose a letter and write a blog post without using it. (Feeling really brave? Make it a vowel!)

I just love these types of word prompt challenges. I chose the letter “Q”.

As a child I fell in love with all the Disney movies and my first Disney love was and still is “Mary Poppins” I had the album and my parents purchased me a phonograph to play the album.

One of the musicals songs I worked hard to learn was the following. “su·per·ca·li·fra·gil·is·tic·ex·pi·a·li·do·cious.”

I don’t think I used the letter “Q” in this posting!

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“Study Abroad”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Study Abroad.”

If you were asked to spend a year living in a different location, where would you choose and why?


Oh yes, I will study abroad in England, France, Western Africa and Brazil to continue my studies of the Atlantic Slave Trade focusing on the time period between the 15th, and 18th, century. I will to study the economic and systemic details of the Atlantic Slave trade from its inception.


I will continue my studies of the US and European abolitionist of their time, with a focus on William Wilberforce the renowned abolitionist, politician, philanthropist, who was the vocal driving force establishing the 1807 Slave Trade Act to Abolish Slavery in all the British Empires, and colonies.


“Am I Not A Man And A Brother?” medallion created as part of anti-slavery campaign by Josiah Wedgwood, 1787

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Set it to Rights: “Procrastination”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Set It To Rights.

Think of a time you let something slide, only for it to eat away at you later. Tell us how you’d fix it today.


I have many family, and friends, I mail or email a card to acknowledge, christenings, birthdays, graduations, and many special event in their lives.

At the dawn of the 1990’s, I began using a day planner in a leather three-ring binder to keep track of my daily, weekly, monthly and yearly organized and planned events. During the late 1990’s, I discovered an electronic device called “The Palm Pilot. ”


Within a couple of days, I easily transitioned from the leather-bound three-ring binder to use the device only and I was able to transfer my calendar of events to my new desk top computer. With the desk top computer, I was also able to exchange and received updates on my calendar with my secretary and others in the office. This allowed everyone updated information on the scheduled meeting and upcoming events.

Since I have sustained and kept an electronic device providing me reminders of approaching events.There never has been a situation or circumstances I (Slide) or go without knowing of days, weeks, months, and at least a year in advance of any event.

However, for me the procrastinations of unpleasant life activities like the yearly dental or Dr. Exams is always scheduled and never forgotten.

Yet when the appointment person asks if I wish to change my appointment to a later date or time, with a heavy sigh, I eagerly take the later appointment, easily sliding the visit into the future.



“Too Big To Fail.”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Too Big To Fail.”

Tell us about something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail (and tell us why you haven’t tried it yet)


I have a bucket list filled with numerous detailed items taking me around the world enjoying locations and specific things to be done. Last on my list is parachuting out of a perfectly good airplane.

Parachuting is last on my list, simply because if there is a malfunction with the main chute and my second will not deploy, I will be extremely upset, as I spiral towards the Earth ending my chances to complete my bucket list.

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“I’d Like to Thank My”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I’d Like to Thank My fellow bloggers.”

You are receiving an award –- either one that already exists, or a new one created just for you. What would the award be, why are you being honored, and what would you say in your acceptance speech?

Over the years, I have received countless commendations, and recognition for many things I have done including the recent “Libster Award” for blogging, I graciously accepted.

I wrote the acceptance response thanking several bloggers. Now if I had a podium to speak from in front of an audience of fellow bloggers. I would present a short speech, like the actor Morgan Freeman did when he who won an Oscar Award for Best Supporting Actor.

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“My First Libster Award”


This is my first Libster award nomination and I want to thank fellow blogger Living Over the Hill Celebrating the beginning of life, again! She began the blogging journey as I did in 2014, As an acceptance for this award, I have been asked to answer the following eleven questions about myself, “An Aspiring Writer” and the “Retirement Lifestyle” enthusiast.

1. Talk about the process of deciding to blog and actually doing it. What motivated or motivates you?

Answer: During the fall of 2012, I retired to Southwest Florida transforming my lifestyle from a career work-alcoholic to becoming a Florida beach bum. The change was a life altering experience. I spent the next several months indulging in all of my hobbies. It was the fall of 2013, I began reading many novels and I wrote reviews of what I read utilizing the Goodreads.com site. As I read the reviews on the authors websites, I noticed many authors had blogs, and I didn’t know what a blog was.

I began my discovery of blogging focused more on my “Retiree Lifestyle” and my experiences throughout 2014. By September of 2014, I became a serious blogger, as I feel madly in love with writing. I’m motivated by the many blogging buddies I have discovered, especially the writers and poets.

2. Have you ever read a book, recommended by or mention in a blog? If so, what was the book, and how was it?

Answer: I read the three-part series, “The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo” within a 40-day period on the recommendation from a Goodreads blog after reading Dan Brown’s “Angels & Demons.” I went on to read all of Dan Brown’s novels. Yes, I admit I have become a book nerd.

3. What’s the best thing about blogging and has the experience been what was expected?

Answer: My best experiences of blogging are the discoveries of fellow blogging retirees, writers, and poets. They continue to inspired my perceptions an ideas for my blog and writings.

4. What (or who) inspires you?

Answer: When I began blogging, I followed every retiree, empty nester and poet, with an upbeat and inspiring writing style. Eric Tonningsen, and the Empathyqueen are and still my inspirations for blogging.

5. Write about a memorable blog post, one your wrote that meant a lot , or one someone else wrote that made a big impression.

Answer: My most memorable blog posts include, “In Retirement, activate your dreams & Passions?”. I wrote this post with deep emotions after it dawned on me I was actually retired.

I recently wrote a post titled “Internal Anguish,” after I reflected on the past six months of blogging and realizing I have gone without participating in my outdoor activities such as kayaking, bicycling, and Geocaching.

6. What inspired you to blog?

Answer: I’m inspired by authors who wrote blogs to promote their platform of novels and their up coming novels.

7. Do you schedule a particular time each day to blog?

Answer: I write in the morning immediately upon waking up when thoughts are fresh in my mind. However, many times after 9:00 pm, I find a burst of energy to write.

8. What have you found most rewarding about blogging?

Answer: I find it most rewarding to blog the daily prompts as it provides the inspiration to write my short stories and novels.

9. What advice would you give to any, new blogger.

Answer: I have advised many of my friends to consider blogging as a form of therapy. Wordpress provides a blogging university program complete with downloadable books to assist the new blogger.

10. What is at the top of your bucket list?

Answer: At the top of my bucket list is to become a full-time RV’er and take my blogging on the road, to become a travel blogger.

11. Are you planning to expand your blog to include any other subjects than what you currently blog about?

Answer: I plan to include a section for my short stories, flash fiction, photography and poetry.

Eleven random facts about An Aspiring Writer

  1. I was a scout leader for my son’s Boy Scout Troop.
  2. I have traveled by motorcycle from Key West Florida to Fairbanks Alaska.
  3. I have driven a tractor-trailer across the US.
  4. I’m an Army veteran of the MP Corp, & Military investigation.
  5. I love to hike, ride my bicycle, kayak and geocache.
  6. I preparing to become a full-time RV’er.
  7. I love trains more than planes to travel.
  8. I’m a St. Louis Cardinals Fan for life.
  9. I have attended two US Presidential Inaugurations.
  10. I have lived in Germany for two years.
  11. I’m a former Boy Scout

I nominate the following bloggers who I feel deserves to be recognized for they’er contribution to the Blogging world because they are an inspiration, informative and their contributions makes the blogging world a happier place for all.

  1. Perspective on life work & leisure
  2. Living over the hill: Celebrating the beginning of life again
  3. The Empathy-queen
  4. CERobinson Before Sunset

“We Can Be taught”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “We Can Be Taught!.”

What makes a teacher great?


I have family members and several friends who teach at every level of academia. What I noticed about each is their ability to stimulate the minds of their students with knowledge beyond what the core curriculum provides for them to educate their students.

It is amazing how they influence the minds of their students to learn a new subject or build upon existing knowledge, yet expand their thoughts to seek a broader understanding and meaning of what is offered, beyond the basics.

Any teacher who can encapsulate these abilities and performance as a teacher, is someone who can teach anyone who wants to be taught.


Teachers rule the world!



“Time Capsule”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Time Capsule.”

What would you put in this year’s time capsule to channel the essence of our current moment for future generations?


the items placed in the time capsule dated 2015 with an opening date of 2999, will include a selfie stick, several newspapers from around the world, a smart phone, photos of the earth from an orbiting Satellite. A laptop computer with a list of various time capsules from around the world and their contents.

Upon opening the time capsule, the instructions will be to immediately take a selfie and up load to social media. The time capsule will be buried at the South Pole and is scheduled to be opened exactly at the same time as the Chinook Center Time Capsule in Calgary Alberta, Dec 29, 2999.

The photograph, above, is of the Chinook Center Time Capsule and the link below provides detailed information about the time capsule and its contents.




“Imitations / Flattery”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Imitation/Flattery.”

Write a post about anything you’d like — in the style of your favorite blogger. (Be sure to link to them!)

Morning Walk

High tide of the ocean edging against the Gulf


A yellow star surrounded by a

cloudless blue sky.

Sun rising, lathering my skin,

on a

warm January morning.

A smile on my face, tenderness in my spirit

for my morning walk.




“Just a Dream”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Just a Dream.”

You’re having a nightmare, and have to choose between three doors. Pick one, and tell us about what you find on the other side.


I have never had dreams that concerned or frightened me, yet when I read the prompt, I immediately thought of the dreams I have had many times after I retired.

I would dream of being dressed in flip-flops, cargo shorts, tank-top, cap and sunglasses on a warm sunny day in Florida, I would be either fishing from a pier, in a kayak paddling through the tranquil mangroves, or bicycling towards a setting sun dotted with Palm trees on both sides of the bike path.

These dreams have taken place numerous times and I have enjoyed them immensely. However, while enjoying the dream, I was always awakened by a former co-worker shaking my shoulder and yelling my name to wake up.

Once I open my eyes, I realized, I was on the beach in Southwest Florida and it was my bladder wanting me to go to the bathroom,

Thank goodness for the vivid dreams!



“In loving Memory”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “In Loving Memory.”

Write your obituary

writing_journey of a blog

This is the fourth or fifth time I have written my obituary, yes I know it is wired however the first time I wrote my obituary was for a class in the 80’s,

I wrote another after the death of a friend and within the last six years I have written my obituary a couple of times just before I completed some hair-raising bucket list items. So if I’m typing this, I’m truly a blessed and fortunate man.

I understand and realize my time on this planet is limited and writing a journal detailing my daily, weekly, monthly yearly and decade after decade activities help focus what I want my obituary to look like.

I would suggest to many families and friends to write their obituary to keep abreast of whether or not their life is moving in the direction they wish, and most importantly it takes the burden away from family and or friends to write your obituary.

Although you may not be around to view or hear what was written, writing your own, gives you a better chance of having what you wrote be available to family and friends.

Updating your obituary is a way to see if your life is following the path you are proud of and would want anyone to know.

As far as my obituary, since I’m planning to live at least another 40 years, I look forward to the day when I look up to view one of my two children changing my Depends to complete the cycle of life.

As far as my Obituary, I made revisions in January 2015, and it will become accessible upon my death.



“Plead the Fifth”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Plead the Fifth.”

What question do you hate to be asked? Why?


When I retired, many people would state, you retired young and some would ask, how did I get to retire so young?

Since most of the questions were coming from fellow retirees in the 70’s and 80’s who only recently retired within the last five or ten years. I began stating that I retired on time after twenty-five years and I planned better than most.

The first time I used the statement, the couple walked away abruptly, so I solved the problem of what to say and not plead the fifth.



“Me Time”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Me Time.”

What’s your ideal Saturday morning? Are you doing those things this morning? Why not?

Sanibel Island FL. Beach Sunset

Sanibel Island FL. Beach Sunset

I love this prompt because Saturday is my everyday, however the choices of what to do has caused a slight dilemma from time to time.

I usually begin my day with a morning walk of two or three miles while listening to the Dave Matthews Band or an audio book.

Since I do this before breakfast to work up a sweat that invigorates the body after slumbering the night away with blissful dreams.

My dilemma usually begins upon my return, after showering and eating breakfast. Usually, I settle into writing short stories, blogging, or as of late, reading a couple of great books, have taken up my days until the sun begins its decent in the horizon.

Watching the setting sun, I reflect and think of how blessed and fortunate I am, because after a morning walk the rest of the day is “Me Time.”



“Fight or Flight” A short story.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Fight or Flight.”

Write about your strongest memory of a heart-pounding, belly twisting nervousness: what caused the adrenaline? Was it justified? How did you respond?


In 1978, Jeb Collier, was a 17 years old, standing 6’7″, 140 pounds, with striking strawberry colored hair and the face of a twelve-year-old. He enlisted in the US Army as a Military Policeman before he graduated high school and was scheduled to leave two weeks after his high school graduation.

Suzy Lovell at 5’1,” began dating Jeb in the seventh grade and were high school sweet hearts after Jeb gave Suzy a promise ring during their sophomore year and were expected to marry, before Jeb left for the Army’s basic training at Fort McClellan Alabama.

When Jeb was in the sixth grade, he stood 5’11, and 95 pounds, so he was always taller than most of his elementary school classmates and during the summer before he went to seventh grade, he grew an astonishing 8 inches.

He suffered through his teenage years of name calling such as “Red tooth pick, ” “Red stick, ” and the one he hated the most, “Skinny Sickle. ”

A day after signing his agreement to enter the military and three weeks before graduation, Jeb began to physically fight anyone who called him anything other than Jeb.

This included his two older and three younger brothers, along with several of his close friends and enemies, who ridiculed and tormented him over the years.

These fights, impressed Suzy and she was extremely proud to be Jeb’s girlfriend. Over the years, they talked about how Jeb should standup to those who called him names and Suzy told him, he needed to demand the respect, he deserved.

All of the fights ended with Jeb gaining a sense of respect from all who lived in the small coal mining town of 300, in Putney Kentucky.

Two days after their graduation, Jeb and Suzy, hiked along a familiar trail to view the sunset from a nearby mountain top. For years, they have taken the hike, to view the beauty of nature, talk and most importantly to find privacy to take part in a little heavy petting.

After the sun settled in behind the Kentucky Mountains, the two began walking along the trail back to their homes in town, a couple of miles away in the darkening skies of a gorgeous sunset.

They were holding hands when noises in the woods startled them both, as bears were known to be in the area in the late spring. They also thought it was their friends attempting to scare them. So they each yelled out, calling the names of friends they assumed were doing everything possible to frighten them.

They stopped several times to yell towards the woods but no one acknowledged them. This began to frighten them both as they walked holding hands.

The rustling of the woods continued as Jeb held Suzy’s hand tighter, picking up his pace with his long legs. Their fear grew ever so dreadful, as the setting sun, turned to darkness.

With their minds racing with fear, their hearts pounding, tears began to stream down Suzy’s face, as she tried to keep pace with Jeb, who was literally pulling her along.

Suddenly, a loud crash of trees was heard by both. Jeb stopped in his tracks and asked Suzy, did you hear that noise, she said yes. She looked up towards Jeb quietly asking him, what are you gong to do?

However, before he could answer, a large black bear, fifteen yards behind them and ten years or so into the wood, stood standing two or three feet taller than Jeb, looking down at the two.

Jeb, looking into, Suzy’s eyes, said, I don’t know about you, but you better keep up, and with that, he yelled screaming, Help! Help! Help, all the way home.

Jeb’s mother, father, four of his brothers along with two of his sisters ran out of the house towards Jeb’s screaming voice. Two of Jeb’s brothers holding their shotgun and one of his sisters carrying his father’s shotgun ran towards him with their flash lights in hand, asked what happen.

Jeb, was breathing heavy, sweating profusely, and his redden face was flushed with fear, between breaths explained that he saw a bear on the trail.

Just as his mother and father walked up behind his brothers and sisters. His mother asked, where is Suzy? There was an awkward silence for a moment, when Suzy, yelled, I’m right here, Mama, Collier.

Suzy was so mad at Jeb, that she did not marry him until he returned from the Army’s training.



“Last Words”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Last Words.”

You have the chance to write one last post on your blog before you stop blogging forever. Write it.


Now, if I knew the date of my last blog post, I will write and schedule fifty-two blogs to be posted after my scheduled last day of posting, since WordPress provides bloggers the opportunity to schedule their blog post far into the future.

So, I hope my words will inspire, and or touch the minds and souls of many well after my demise.


Cut Off

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Cut Off.”

When was the last time you felt really, truly lonely?

I have traveled many miles across America via motorcycle, and hiking, I have been in wilderness locations where I actually was concerned, yet not alone. Although, during each of these instances, I had not encountered no other humans for several hours only wildlife.


On a trip to Fairbanks Alaska several years ago, I was traveling southbound along the Alaska Highway when I stopped to look at the beautiful vistas of Green Lake. The sight was mesmerizing as my eyes were transfixed on the trees along the hill side reached towards the sky and the warmth of a July evening punctuated the quiet beauty, I was absorbing.


Ten or fifteen minutes may have passed when I heard and spotted a medium-sized bear 50-75 feet away, rooting around in the ditch between the roadway and tree line. When he recognized me, we watched each other for close to twenty-seconds or more.

I was not shocked by the encounter, however, I began to quickly calculate and consider how fast I could get to my motorcycle, start it up before this young curious bear could cover the distance from his position towards me?

I’m aware, that most bear’s want attack unless there is food involved and since I do not carry food on the motorcycle, I was breathing a little easier especially as I turned the key and started off down the road.


When I began my bucket list ride on the east-coast, every animal I encountered would always quickly run back into the woods upon seeing me on the motorcycle. However, since traveling along the Alaska Highway, every Bears, Mose, Elk and Buffalo I encountered, looked and stared at me with a gaze of wonderment. I felt, I was in a cage, looking out upon them in their natural habitat.

During all of my years of traveling, people have asked am I lonely, or am I afraid? I realized and understand, I’m never alone when I travel especially in the wilderness. I am simply an occupant of the earth observing the beauty I see with an emotional peaceful and blessed feeling within.

Local Flavor”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Local Flavor.”


Write a piece about a typically “local” experience from where you come from as though it’s an entry in a travel guide.


The Southwest Florida sunsets, are a natural phenomenon that occurs daily and they are a special sight during the winter months as thousands of Snow-birders arrive escaping the harsh winters.


Because of the shorter day light hours, many arrive after an afternoon slumber to bask in the warmth of 75 – 85 degree temperatures with a slight breeze always blowing, to view the end of a gloriously beautiful day.


This is daily local flavor that attracts many Snow-birds to the beach every evening.


“Tourist Trap”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Tourist Trap.”

What’s your dream tourist destination — either a place you’ve been and loved, or a place you’d love to visit? What about it speaks to you?

Redwood National Park

Redwood National Park

During the summers of 2006 & 2007, I toured Redwood and Glacier National Parks.These two locations stirred my soul emotionally, as I was brought to tears while standing in awe of the beauty of Mother-Nature.

The overwhelming scent of natural Pine Trees in Glacier National Park was ever-present in the early morning hours as I toured the park by motorcycle traveling along the “Going to the Sun Road.”


I know there are many sites of grandeur around the world, however, people use various adjectives to describe the beauty of what they have seen. Nothing can take the place of standing in these National Parks where Mother Nature traps’ the souls of many tourists with her majestic beauty.



“A Plot of Earth”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “A Plot of Earth.”

You’re given a plot of land and have the financial resources to do what you please. What’s the plan?


If I was given 500 acres of earth in the mid-west of the US to develop as I please, I would donate the land to the National Young Farmer Coalition for development to use only as an organic farm.

The current trend of young people cultivating land as farmers is increasing across the US. as reported in a couple of articles by the NY Times and National Public Radio (NPR) reflecting a documented trend.

Although, I would  never want to work a farm especially in the winter, I enjoy viewing the beautiful farmlands of the mid-west as I travel across the US.



8 Ways Scrivener Aids My Writing

Retirement Lifestyle / Nomadic Adventurer:

Most writers would benefit from this program, although the learning curve is tough, however it is well worth the effort, for whatever type of writing or writer.

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When I originally gave Scrivenera whirl earlier this year I didn’t know how the software worked. But I read several articles and posts about how other writers put this writing tool to use. I took my time working through the provided tutorial after which I began using it with increasing regularity.

Over the last few months, I’ve begun using Scrivener for almost all of my writing. I’m so impressed with it’s usefulness, I’ve begun writing about this software to share my ideas. I’m getting lots of mileage out of blogging with it and I’ve begun using it for my newsletter and other email templates.

Here are 8 ways Scrivener boosts my efforts as a writer:

1. I’m better organized from the beginning of projects. Because Scrivener is an organizational tool, I’m able to develop structure from…

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29 Quotes by Great Contemporary Writers no. 6.


  1. “If everyone would do one nice deed every day, what a wonderful world it would be!” (Christine).

  1. “So…be open to others, be loving, and see how all that love comes back to you” (Christine).

  1. “Each and every one of us has our own path to walk. We might have people helping us along the way, and we might stop to help others along their own path, but ultimately, we travel down our own roads” (Angie).

  1. “I believe women’s movements are successful because they are needed in our world. If men treated women better then there would be no need for them” (Nicodemas).

  1. “…Patience takes practice. Like mindfulness, it’s a strength that we build over time.” (ANU).

  1. “We are part of the world, and our inner peace is connected to peace outside of us. We can create peace in the world; and beauty in the world can bring us peace…

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What Kind of Blogger Are You?

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The “hobby blogger” feels slighted that someone else can “make it” where they cannot. I can’t count the number of times I have read “you can’t do that with a blog or on social media.” What people really mean by this statement is that THEY don’t know how to do such and such on that platform. People love blanket statements and love to set limitations for others. Often it is because they themselves have failed in their own attempt and they just hate to see someone else succeed. These people are known as “anchors’ and they will weigh you down with their negativity and halfhearted attempts at advice. Cutting off these anchors will make your ship sail much more smoothly.

What kind of blogger are you and what are your goals on WordPress? What is your motivation for being on social media in general? Only you individually can answer that…

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Think Global, Act Local

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Think Global, Act Local.”

“Think global, act local.” Write a post connecting a global issue to a personal one.


Many years ago, while cleaning up after a New Years Eve party, the host asked that I separate the plastics, glass and paper for depositing into the recycle bins the local trash company supplies.

I was a little annoyed, until I began to see the volume of plastics, glass and paper separated and placed into the bins that over flowed.

A couple of years later I toured the local landfill where the recycling program was completely implemented and was significant in separating the recycled materials collected by the various trash companies. The volumes to which what can be recycled is incredible.

However, people who dump trash at sea, should be punished to the full extent of the law. Documentaries have been produced detailing the horrors of how much trash is in the oceans while governments around the world work together to clean up the vast amounts of trash at sea.

Most of the trash is forming small island of waste, and yet that isn’t the true issue that threatens out future. As the trash deteriorates at sea, it is ingested by many forms of sea life. It is safe to assume, we humans should not consume microscopic pieces of plastics over our life time, and neither should ocean life.

It is every generations responsibility to care for the planet, since we only get one.The following link provides details, documenting the issues surrounding the horrors of plastics at sea. How Big is the “Great Pacific Patch?” Science vs Myth.




“Use it or lose it,” A short story.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Use It or Lose It.”

Write about anything you’d like, but make sure the post includes this sentence: “I thought we’d never come back from that one.”


Fulfilling dreams especially bucket list dreams can be extremely heart warming and enchanting.

One of Howard’s life long dreams was to hike the Appalachian trail and when he settled into retirement, he began planning his long-awaited bucket list dream. Howard spent a year preparing, training and purchasing the necessary equipment he needed, for six months on the trail.

On the first day of Howard’s long awaited hike, he began at the trail’s head in Georgia and within two days, he realized how physically difficult his dream hike would be to attain.

A couple of days later while in North Carolina he called home to check in with his wife of 47 years to tell her where and how he was doing. When he did fail to reach her by telephone, he became extremely concerned fearing the worst. He called his neighbor Peter and Marsha Winston who have been his neighbors for twenty years.

He began to panic when Marsha, started crying at the sound of his voice on the phone. With fear in his voice, he repeatedly asked Marsha what was wrong and did not receive any response from her. Suddenly Peter took the phone from Marsha and asked Howard to sit down as he had something to say to him.

Peter began to explain that Howard’s wife confided in Marsha, that she was leaving him and two days earlier, she packed up the car, a small moving truck and move out of their home.

Howard was devastated, to say the least and speechless for several moments while on the phone with Peter. Howard thanked Peter for passing on the information to him and hung up the phone.

Howard spent the next several hours sitting against a tree crying and contemplating what had gone wrong in his marriage, causing his beloved wife to leave him while he was attempting his dream of hiking the Appalachian Trail.


He hiked for another day mostly in a depressed mental haze and eventually gave up on his dream in the mountains of North Carolina where he caught a ride from a Appalachian Trail worker, who drove him to catch a bus home to Connecticut.

Once home, Peter picked him up at the bus depot, however as soon as he arrived home, the local sheriff’s deputy served him with a notice of divorce from his wife.

During the next twelve months, Howard began counseling and within a year, when his divorce was finalized he decided to attempt his dream of hiking Appalachian.

Howard went back to the trail head in Georgia to start again, and he quickly found the hiked helped him heal emotionally from his divorce. He stopped at a favorite hiker site called, Mountain Crossings, also known as the Walasi-Yi, Interpretive Center, where he spent the night.

When he awoke the following morning he walked over to the center to get a cup of coffee. He was browsing the store and read an old tattered note on the bulletin board stating. “Letter for Howard, see the Manager”

Howard identified himself to the clerk who called for the manager. The manager walked out from his office and asked Howard to follow him. They would go into his office

where he opened up his safe and retrieved an old white envelope address to Howard. The letter had no return address but Howard quickly realized it was from his ex-wife.

Howard, took the white envelope, and immediately noticed an object inside. When he opened the letter, he found his ex-wife’s wedding ring. He took it out looking at it for a moment.

The manager said. “I was beginning to believe no one would come back for that one.” Howard stared at the $60,000.00 three-Karat, flawless, diamond ring, and replied.

I did not come back for that one,” handing the envelope and ring to the manager, telling him to, give it to your wife, and walked out of the office.

Howard continued on to fulfill his dream of hiking the Appalachian Trail.



“Five a Day”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Five a Day.”

You’ve being exiled to a private island, and your captors will only supply you with five foods. What do you pick?


Some of these prompts encourage great thought on my part and I actually began laughing when I thought of the five food I have consumed on a daily basis for the years I was in the US military.

Although the Military was not my captor as I volunteered for duty, the daily food items served in the mess halls were the same, especially breakfast.

For three years, every morning after physical training I was subjected to the following five foods, no matter where I was assigned. They are, Oat Meal, Grits, Fried eggs / Egg omelette, Toast and meat of some sort.

The five food items, I chose to consume daily on a private Caribbean Island would be Salmon, Strawberries, Spinach, Dark wheat bread, and coconut milk.

It is amazing how my consumption of food has change to live a healthier lifestyle.




In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Undo.”

If you could un-invent something, what would it be? Discuss why, potential repercussions, or a possible alternative.


To un-invent or un-do anything will cause repercussions and problems for all involved, no matter what the subject, or social issues are, however, with so many considerations, I will make this simple.

I believe dog owners who pick up their dog’s poop by hand, should be un-invented.

I have been a dog and cat owner on several occasions throughout my life, and although I’m currently not a dog owner, I have never picked up my pets droppings specifically dog poop with my hand inside of a bag of any type.

I devoted at least twelve years of my life collecting dog poop in my backyard as a child, and teenager, and on several occasions, I step in my fair share of poop.

I was instructed and ordered by my father to sprinkle lime in the areas where the dog poop was located and because of me there were no sights or smells of dog poop in our backyard.

My children have were cat owners, so I have cleaned my share of cat litter boxes, but I refused to walk my dog and pick up their droppings by hand when I have a back yard for them to do their business.

My belief became an un-inventing idea, I passed on to my neighbor when, standing at my mail box one day. My neighbor walked past me with her Labrador Retriever, Misty on a leash in her right hand and a local plastic shopping bag in her left hand.

As we talked, the bag fell to the ground as she began to restrain Misty who was raring to leave. So, after I reached down for the bag to give it back to her, I asked, what was the bag for. She said, it’s to pickup the dog poop.

Now, I guess the perplexed look on my face startled her, as I imagined my neighbor reaching down to retrieve the dropping of her 90-pound Lab. When she asked, what’s wrong?

I said, you have, a half an acre of wooded backyard, with seven, 75-feet, Red Oak Trees, and you are about walk Misty and pickup her droppings? Why can’t Misty go before or wait until you two return home?

Now, after my comment, my neighbor offered me the most perplex look as she stood considering what I said. As she stood in thought staring at me, I commented on how she makes her two young daughters, under the age of ten, go to the bathroom before she leaves her hme to go shopping.

She smiled and said thank you. She turns around walking Misty to the side of her home, opening the wooden gate and yelled, “Go do your business!” Moments later, standing inside my garage, she waved as she pass with a smile on her face walking Misty up the street without the plastic bag.

Needless to mention, Misty now poops in the backyard exclusively and my neighbor’s husband covers the poop with lime and they have also trained Misty to go in one area of the backyard.

I think, un-inventing or un-doing the idea of picking up dog poop by hand would cause few repercussions. It would take every dog owner back to a time when dog owners picked up dog poop with a shovel made specifically for those who walk their dog.


I don’t see a day into the distant future when humans walking with their family members or children would stop to recover their fecal droppings by hand and carry them to a receptacle or back home for disposal.

Now, since cats use a litter box and dogs can learn how to use something similar within the home, who is the smarter of the species?

I cannot imagine as much as we love our pets and they love us in return, I cannot believe dogs without opposing thumbs will be wiping our butts.


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Writers must always have time to write, and we need to be careful of getting too involved in selling our wares rather than creating our wares. Marketing is vital, but….. We all know by now the importance of social media as far as marketing our books is concerned. It’s important to have a platform, with a few favourite sites where we interact with others. If you still have small followings, you might be complaining about too few likes, comments, or retweets, but I also see many overly stressed writers out there whose followings have grown, trying to move at light speed just to keep up with everything. I promise you though, you will reach a point where you can’t keep up without pruning a little.

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“Cupids Arrow”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Cupid’s Arrow.”

Write an ode to someone or something you love. Bonus points for poetry!


Cupids Arrow, is mythology that means desire and erotic love, attraction and affection. The image is linked with the son of the love goddess Venus and the Greek counterpart is Eros. However, Eros is apart ot classic Greek art as a slender winged guy in his youth during the Hellenistic period.

The bow Cupid portrays, is the source of power that when shot at someone causes uncontrollable desire. Many stories portray the iconic lover-boy in poetic themes and visual scenes causing people to think love conquers all.

Love is?

Love is passion?
Love is erotic?
Love is life?
Love is youthful, and mature?
Love is whatever ever you desire?
Now, with the various versions depicted over the centuries, why are countless couples suffering hardships when love conquers all?



“Clone Wars”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Clone Wars.”

If you could clone yourself, how would you split up your responsibilities?


Many years ago, I watched the movie “Multiplicity,” causing me to reflect on the idea of cloning myself. Michael Keaton’s character clone himself and each copy took on different persona of the original.

After viewing the movie, I decided against cloning, because I would be deprived of the many aspects and the special moments of my life.

Now, if I could clone myself, while maintaining the memories my clones develop and experience, I would consider this an incredible opportunity. However, knowing how frugal I am, I would not pay the price to clone or multiply myself.

It would be cheaper and simpler to be me.



“Sliced Bread”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sliced Bread.”

Most of us have heard the saying, “That’s the best thing since sliced bread!” What do you think is actually the best thing since sliced bread?


There are numerous things in this world I consider the best thing next to sliced bread and topping my list are the automobile & computers. In my lifetime, I never experienced traveling by horse, or mule to get to a location, such as school, job, or going to visit a nearby friend.

I can’t imagine or appreciate the time it took to travel anywhere by horse.

I believe the computer, I use to respond to this prompt is better than a slice of bread, as I can order groceries and beverages all from my computer.

I vividly recall my college days 35-years ago, of visiting the library to conduct research, read and collect books for class assignments. I truly appreciate the ability to use my computer to complete all assignments of my current online courses, including this prompt.

My computer is the best damn thing next to slice bread, as I have a library at my finger tips, to check out any book, view periodicals, and conduct boundless amounts of research.

35-years ago, I could not imagine, or conceive of my computer and I’m quite sure my children will never appreciate their computer until they have to go without it.

Heck, I can’t imagine completing my Masters degree with just a box of pencils and many reams of line paper.



“Wall to Wall”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Wall to Wall.”

What do you display on the walls of your home — photos, posters, artwork, nothing? How do you choose what to display? What mood are you trying to create?


The home is where the heart is and with the photos of my children, showing them growing over the years, adorning the walls of my home. My heart fills with a loving feeling warming my heart daily.

I purchased several painted portraits years ago and when I first viewed them on the walls in the store, they brought a smile to my face as they still do many years later.

Family photos, and decorative painted portraits brings a home alive, because memories warm the heart to cover the soul from “Wall to Wall”



“Buffalo Nickel”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Buffalo Nickel.”

Dig through your couch cushions, your purse, or the floor of your car and look at the year printed on the first coin you find. What were you doing that year?


Oh, I will never find coins laying in the cushions of my couch, as I place all of my coinage in a coin cup I keep on the counter as I enter my home. To follow the direction of this daily prompt, I dip my hand in the coin cup and pull out a coin, a penny to be exact, with the year of 1975!

Now, 1975, was a very good year, for I was a teenaged lad beginning my first year in middle school. After a hot summer in the city, I was, in my mind the coolest, young man I could be.

I had my blue bell-bottom jeans with silver studs of course, with a pressed crease, a fresh lined hair cut, a blue print shirt with brown suede, “Hush-puppy” shoes.

Oh, yeah, I distinctively recall the year, as I also had a pair of Black Chuck Taylor Tennis shoes, and a pair of blue and white plat-form shoes. Yeah, I was cool in my early teen years and dressed to show.

Oh yes, this is the year I gave up the view-master, GI-Joe action figures, toy trucks and car’s to include my Mattel, Hot-wheel cars and my old bicycle.

But, that summer, I gained a ten speed bicycle to take me further around my neighborhood, and I learned to play with “Click-Clacks,”  which were quickly banned because some kids kept getting hurt. I also dreamed of getting the new “Atari” game console for Christmas.


The music of 1975, was designed for me to be cool. I was listening to Minnie Riperton’s “Loving You,” Earth, Wind & Fire’s “Shinning Star,” The Spinners, “They just can’t stop it, the games people play,” The “O” Jays, “Give the People What they Want,” and my favorite the Ohio Players, “Love Rollercoaster!”

Oh yeah, 1975, was a very good year.


“First Light”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “First Light.”


Cold, cold, cold!

This is the first thought as my eyes open to view the dazzling sunshine piercing the sides of my bedroom window shades to begin a new day. I pull the heavy comforter over my head, because it is so cold and I know this feeling is not right.

I live in Southwest Florida where I believe the temperatures should not drop below 55 degrees in the winter. I have friends & family visiting who have escaped the brutal cold and snow of the Northeast. They are in heaven when the local temperature did not rise above 70 degrees.

I know, if my guest were not visiting, I would not leave the confines of my home until the temperature rises above 75 degrees, because in my opinion and thinning blood, anything below 70 degrees and it is too cold to visit the beach, golf, fish, bicycle, and most importantly kayak.

So, as I lay in bed, I dream of a morning into my future when my eyes open to view the sunlight piercing the shades of my bedroom window and the ceiling fan is cooling my room and not Mother-Nature.



The Transporter”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “The Transporter.”

Tell us about a sensation — a taste, a smell, a piece of music — that transports you back to childhood.


During my early childhood, there was nothing like a lunch time peanut butter and grape jelly sandwich. Its unique texture, beginning with the first bite of softness of the two slices of white Wonder bread, then the soothing flavor of peanut butter and grape jelly filling my mouth, always brought a smile to my face.

When my mother gave me the lunch time sandwich, it highlighted a sultry summer with a mid day break, after a morning of playing in my backyard. I would sit on my bicycle, pretending I rode several miles to get this mid day treat. After finishing the sandwich, I dip a couple of chocolate-chip cookies, into a cup of vitamin D milk, and quickly finishing the milk, to make a milk mustache.

The smell of freshly mowed grass, my dog “Rex” sitting patiently, waiting for me to give him a pinch of the sandwich, and the sounds of Sly and the Family Stone’s, “Hot Fun in the Summer Time” blaring from my teenage neighbors stereo, always transports me back to my early childhood.



“Silver Screen Quotes”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Silver Screen.”

Take a quote from your favorite movie — there’s the title of your post. Now, write!


I have watched a lot of movies in my time and since my love of movies covers movies from the 1930’s to present day, I will start with the following but, First let me introduce myself, “Bond, James Bond”, and “I’ll make him an offer, he can’t refuse”

Now as you considered what I said, I have to ask. “Are you talking to me?” “Are you talking to me? ”

Now if those quotes don’t spring a thought for you, it’s possible “You can’t Handle the Truth,” but “Show me the money, because “There is no place like home.”

There are so many movie quotes that I just could just go on, but, “Heres looking at you kid.”



“Geocaching for Dummies”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “(Your Thing) for Dummies.”

Take a complicated subject you know more about than most people, and explain it to a friend who knows nothing about it at all


I enjoy many hobbies, however Geocaching is one I get excited about whenever I travel. Geocaching is one hobby for the entire family, and it can be played on any continent around the world.

The hobby is essentially a hide and seek game using a dedicated GPS device or using an application for your smart phone to locate caches located in the most unusual places.

The cache can range in size from a bottle cap to large five gallon buckets. There are virtual caches, that give the searcher an opportunity to learn about a park, monument, museum, lakes, and oceans, throughout the world. You can Geocahe by foot, bicycle, kayak, canoe, hiking, and of course by car.

There are specific caches for children and to see a child locate a cache will bring a smile to the face of any adult. The Youtube channel has hundreds of videos detailing the type, adventures and shrewd ways to Geocache.

For those who are into puzzles, there are Geocaches for you also. Click on the link above and checkout the world of Geocaching and if you have an adventurous spirit you will be hooked.



“No Thanks?”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “No, Thanks.”

Is there a place in the world you never want to visit? Where, and why not?


I am an externally adventurous person and the bucket list I have is extensive and I cannot imagine any place on the planet I would not like to visit.

However, to answer this prompt, I will list the following locations, I will not visit and are not on my bucket list. The first is active volcanos, the second is former Nuclear reactor sites, and third current war ravished areas.

The reasons why I would not, are simple, they are too dangerous. I have survived some adventures in my life and falling into a volcano, visiting a former Nuclear site is not good for my skin and the war ravished areas are just a recipe for not returning home.

These, never to visit locations have a sense of danger for which I will rely on some else’s interpretation and photos and call that a visit.

I believe everything else is definitely worth a visit, although I am not a cold weather fan and any visit to a cold climate location, meaning the temperature drops below 50 degrees during the night. For these locations, I would love to step out of a plane view the surroundings, return to the plane and take off.

I will keep my bucket list simple, in a warm climate, without the threat of volcanos, and former nuclear reactor sites. “No thank you” to the locations I listed.



“Breaking the Law”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Breaking the Law.”

Think about the last time you broke a rule (a big one, not just ripping the tags off your pillows). Were you burned, or did things turn out for the best?


This is hard to conceive or recall as I have never intentionally broken the law, and not because of my past career, but being raised by a very strict duo team called parents.

I have over the years failed to head the warnings or didn’t read the instruction for the installation of a toilet fixture, assembling desks and couches.

I recall when the new Ikea furniture store open, I bought a couch and began assembling as soon as I arrived home. When I finished, I stood above marveling at the finished product. I quickly realized I still had twelve extra hex bolts and fasteners in the supply bag.

My son was helping me with this project and he quickly sat down before I could assess where the extra hardware was supposed to go. I started to tell him not to sit, however he being your typical nine-year old boy, he took it upon himself to test out the new couch.

I knew I had time to say something, however I guess this is one of the reasons we have children, you know to test out couches their fathers put together.

Now before anyone becomes alarmed, at five feet tall, he is a lot closer to the ground if something happens then I am plus, he is more pliable and durable than I.

Yes, of course, he fell through. I forgot to attach the thin plastic straps that keep the cushions from falling to the floor much like my son did. He let out a yell with a surprised look on his face and he immediately jumps up and looking at me believing it as a prank.

This was a great father son moment of teaching moment, as I explain to him, he is to never test anything he assembles until he completely reads the directions on how to assemble the product.

I told him this was an important law of knowledge and as he grows into a man, no matter how old he gets. He should never Break that Law.



” The Offer I couldn’t refuse”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Race the Clock.”

Here’s the title of your post: “An Offer I Couldn’t Refuse.”
Set a timer for ten minutes, and write it. Go!


It is the daily routine of life that keeps me fully grounded, with a walk in the mornings, reading, posting a blog and finally writing and research for my novel to rounds out my day.

I have many offers and activities that I refuse, however the one offer I cannot refuse is the call of a fine book. I keep several at the ready and I have to move the books to several locations around my home out of direct view to avoid hearing their call when I see them.

I eventually succumb and I settle into a trans-like state of mind when I fall into the clutches of the characters and plots that seem to melt the day away. After several hours, I feel the pull of writing calling me and since this is my first love, I easily walk towards the out stretched arms of my desktop,

I have scheduled times for writing, reading and blogging, yet I seem to constantly race the clock, to maintain the schedule however, there are times I succumb and I write, no matter what the clock says.


“Internal anguish”


I have an ongoing emotional dilemma which frustrates me with such internal anguish, I seek the refuge of my many outdoor hobbies to clear my mind. However, when I’m away from the loves of my life, my thoughts, filter back to who I should be with.

Several times his past week just before Valentine’s Day, I committed adultery with my mistresses, “Ebooks, ” and my concubine “Blogging. ”

Although, as I committed these adulteress acts, my love for writing has never wavered, in fact my love for writing is as strong as could be, for an intangible emotional object. My love for writing has caused me internal anguish and emotional stresses, that I have succumbed to arrange a schedule to share time with my three loves.


There are also moments of anxiety when I become truly frustrated with all three, and I go for a walk with my audio book which, I consider therapy from the three loves of my life.

Since I don’t have that special woman in my life, my intangible love for writing is my Valentine’s. So, with the upcoming Valentine’s Day, I will participate in an outdoor hobby and I will rush back to be with my love on Valentine’s Day.

Happy Valentine’s Day to all writers, readers and bloggers.



“Morton’s Fork”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Morton’s Fork.”

If you had to choose between being able to write a blog (but not read others’) and being able to read others’ blogs (but not write your own), which would you pick? Why?

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Left fork or right fork, with the two choices I have, I would always prefer to write my own blog instead of reading others.

With my imagination, I can dream many dreams, travel anywhere within the universe and places I cannot yet imagine within my mind, I can go anywhere to enjoy my day and yet never leave my home.

I have traveled through most of the US, yet however, with my laptop, and access to the Internet, my destinations and imagination provide me the opportunity to research the details of any locations I wish.

I will sadly miss reading the daily comical and unique insights of WordPress bloggers, like the Angloswiss, with her witty comical insights. I would miss novel recommendations by blogger Ibeth1950, and I would surely miss the short stories by blogger Bethie.

However, I would decide to type my personal blog, and coupled with WordPress’s Daily Prompt to ignite my thoughts, I will forever write a blog, short story, and poetry.


“Do or Die”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Do or Die.”

You have three hundred words to justify the existence of your favorite person, place, or thing. Failure to convince will result in it vanishing without a trace. Go!


My most favorite place on the earth is an US National Park named Glacier  located 150 miles west of Great Falls Montana.


The beauty of the park can be described but can never be appreciated until you personally visit to take in the greatest beauty of Mother-Nature.


I simply found what some have describe as heaven on earth, and the photos only tempt the reader with tantalize the eyes of the viewer.


To persuade someone to visit using these photos will not take much convincing, however, the receding and vanishing ice pack is disappearing without any convincing.

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“Teacher’s Pet”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Teacher’s Pet.”


Tell us about a teacher who had a real impact on your life, either for the better or the worse. How is your life different today because of him or her?

I have known many impacting teachers, professor, and mentors, but currently in my life as I continue my journey and aspirations to become a writer, my middle school librarian had a dramatic effect on my life.

I recall her comments as she said aloud. “I have traveled all around the world, ” as she held up several books. She explained how reading books she visited all the capitals of Europe, every museum, and many other places on the planet.

I was astonished with disbelief, and I just wanted to read all the books she spoke so eloquently about. I fell in love with the Encyclopedia Britannica because of all the facts and information held in these books about the planet I lived on.

I was not the “Teachers Pet” however, the impact my middle school librarian made on me that day has filled my life with visiting far off lands and many hours of reading.



“Playlist of the week”

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Playlist of the Week.”


Tell us how your week went by putting together a playlist of five songs that represent it.

I love this prompt idea, as I have a diverse and eclectic group of music I listen to as I write and read throughout the day. My music varies, however, my music begins in the morning when I wake.

Usually I begin with a little smooth jazz. After shower, food and a walk, I look forward to returning home for instrumental classical music for several hours as I write. After lunch and into the afternoon, a mix of instrumental, vocal, and smooth jazz fills my home.

I end my day with a lot of early blues. R & B, Neo Soul, and late evening writing is when the quiet storm music quells the soul into a writing and a reading frenzy.

Below are a collection of five YouTube music videos that encapsulate my week of writing and reading.




In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Burnt.”

Remember this prompt, when your home was on fire and you got to save five items? That means you left a lot of stuff behind. What are the things you wish you could have taken, but had to leave behind?


This above prompt is an extension of what I wrote about the day before asking what I wish I could have retrieved but left to burn in the home after I left with what are the essential of my life.

Since I have the luxury to consider this prompt with such thought, I would have been better prepared by having luggage filled with essentials, like clothing, toiletry items, some dog food and the dogs feeding bowls.

Attachment of and with superfluous sentimental items causes second guessing in a time of stress like a fire which can lead to death. It is before the fire or any emergency the assessment of life should be made.

Since most people take assessment daily with their blessings and prayers, I answered the prompt with, I wish for nothing from my home that burned.

If I’m writing this blog, after the fire and you are reading it, my answer is,I left nothing behind, it is my health and safety and that of my children and especially the dog who alerted us all to escape.

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Golden Dragonfly

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The photographer captured incredible detailed clarity of the dragon fly

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Golden drops of nature tinted this beauty the right colours. I have captured it as I wished. Did it’s beauty reach you?
This is the continuation post to my highly popular Golden Dragonfly WordPress Photo Challenge Post.

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