Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Wet and Aggressive Corella challenges Magpie

Wednesday, 1 July 2020

Words for Wednesday




This meme was started by Delores a long time ago.  Words for Wednesday are now provided by a number of people and has become a moveable feast.

Essentially the aim is to encourage us to write.  Each week we are given a choice of prompts,which can be words, phrases, music or an image.  What we do with them is up to us:  a short story, prose, a song, a poem or treating them with ignore.  We can use some or all of the prompts.

Some of us put our creations on the post and others post on their own blog.  I would really like as many people as possible to join the meme, which includes cheering on other participants (definitely the more the merrier). If you are posting on your own blog, please let me know so that I, and the other participants, can come along and applaud.

Last month Messymimi gave us some truly wonderful prompts.
This month Cindi is providing them, but has asked that they appear here.  She has taken a different approach and I am looking forward to seeing where they take us.


This week's prompts are:


  • In 60 words or less, write the happiest scene you can.

Have fun.

151 comments:

  1. Happiest scene? 😏 Hmmm, I'm trying to think, alright! 🤷‍♂️ But... My brain isn't following up, mhm! 🙄 I do like that name Delores, though! 💚

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    1. Hot guys: Delores is a pretty name isn't it? A name which is no longer fashionable and sadly rarely heard.

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    2. EC I think it means sadness, does it not?
      XO
      WWW

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    3. Wisewebwoman: Or sorrows - but such a melodious sounding representation of something we all know.

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  2. Ok I am doing this for the first time. I shall write one happiest scene in my blog soon .

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    1. Shilpa: I really look forward to reading your happiest scene and hope you will let us know when it is posted.

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    1. Alex J. Cavanaugh: It is, and one I found surprisingly difficult.

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  4. She'd been in chains just moments before. Seconds, really, or half-seconds, and then they were gone, not dropped or easily removed or something to step over. Gone. Like they'd never been there. She danced then and it took a while for her to get used to movement. She hadn't ever known she could move. She'd never even dreamt of it.

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    1. Sandi: This is lovely. Your metaphorical chains could be so many things, and of course she danced for joy when they were lifted.

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    2. Lovely Sandi, we've all slipped them in our time.

      XO
      WWW

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    3. Thank you all!

      Mike, 61?? Really? Ack.

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    4. Beautiful. May we all lose our chains, whatever they may be.

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    5. Delightful story. Haven't thought of anything yet for my contribution. Busy week.

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  5. First light is almost here. I can hear the first birds tuning up, and watch as tendrils of light creep over the hills. Stars blink out, their long night's work done.
    The sky starts to blush, softly to begin with and then more intensely.
    The dawn chorus erupts. A new day welcomed with excitement, with anticipation and with song...

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    1. The sky starts to blush... I love that! 😃

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    2. My favourite line:
      "Stars blink out, their long night's work done."

      Lovely job, EC!
      XO
      WWW

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    3. Picture painting with words, lovey EC!

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    4. I wish I could have closed my eyes and had someone read it so I could visualize the beauty you described.

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    5. A new day is always exciting for me. I love how you paint it.

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    6. 'Tendrils of light creeping over hills' - such a lovely sense of anticipation in just a few words. A lovely contribution, EC.

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    7. Dawn is a lovely, joyous and happy time.

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    8. Wondrous, EC. I wish I was there to watch the dawn break with you.

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    9. Another beautiful story.

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  6. As you know this is not my wheelhouse, but I really enjoy seeing what everyone is up to at this meme. And I really liked this week's prompt! Best wishes everybody

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    1. Cloudia: I am glad you enjoy it. I found this prompt of Cindi's 'challenging' to say the least.

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  7. The food was marvelous, and the wines, and all her friends beaming at her, her little grandchildren jumping on and off her lap, her son Stan in the corner filming it all, But it was the huge box in the middle of the lawn, that held her attention, with its streaming yellow ribbons. She opened it with unseemly haste and burst into tears as her long lost daughter emerged, arms wide.


    XO
    WWW

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    1. Wisewebwoman: Wow. My eyes sprang a leak as I read your final sentence. And, interestingly I am MUCH more likely to weep at beauty, or at unexpected joy than for sorrow. Though I also weep in rage.

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    2. Wow! What a performance. Well written, WWW.

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    3. Wow... at long last. Now I want to know more! 😊

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    4. A friend of mine would love to have such an event, it would indeed be the happiest of happy days.

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    5. A really happy ending.

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  8. Cena feliz? teria que pensar.
    Obrigada pela visita no mês de junho.
    Boa continuação de semana.
    janicce.

    Happy scene? would have to think.
    Thank you for visiting in June.
    Good continuation of the week.
    janicce.

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    1. A Casa Madeira: I hope you do find some happy memories to share. Take care and stay safe.

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  9. I was in a nice hot shower solving all the problems of the world. It was summertime so the hot water never runs out. Or should I say, the cold water really isn't cold. I could really get in depth on some of the problems. I started thinking about world peace. I thought, I pretty sure know exactly how to

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    1. Mike: That pesky word limitation adds a new challenge doesn't it?

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    2. I'm ... And I reread that thing and counted words 4 times!

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    3. Save that as the opening paragraph for a future challenge! I had to count mine several times and narrow it down more than once.

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    4. The original promt from one of my writing books gave a 20 word limitation!! I had to add the other 40 to make it more doable.

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    5. Mike, I love that hanging .... A smart trick for this difficult challenge. I may just copy your ...

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    6. Creative how it ends like that!

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    7. Funny how we can solve a lot of problems until we have to get out of our shower and share the solutions with the people who won't listen when we tell them how.

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  10. I love her already, we've never met.
    I see her dancing behind the living veil.
    Can I do this? I've never done this before.
    The countdown begins, days, hours and finally minutes.
    I scream in agony, then all is forgotten.
    I marvel at this perfect gift from the Creator.
    Hello Beautiful Nicole.

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    1. Julia: I am not a mother, but love your use of Cindi's prompt. I hope that all new mothers can forget the pain and marvel...

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    2. I am not a mother either, except to fur babies, but love this!

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    3. Well done, Julia. You absolutely nailed it.

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    4. Oh, yes, all is forgot in the joy.

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    5. Never had kids, but it all seems like travail to me.

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  11. You are a good inspirator. As encouraging to be diligent in writing. That's good idea.

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    1. Himawan Sant: Thank you. The inspiration comes from Cindi this month but I am glad to continue the meme that Delores began.

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  12. One more rise, one more. Maire counted, coming over the last one. “There, there, Sean. Turn there!” Sean stopped at Aghadoe Lane, and Maire inhaled crisp air. Opening the door, Maire moved quickly into the thatched cottage. “I fixed it up, Ma.” Maire gently sat in her old chair. “Home, I’m home.” She closed her eyes, smiling.

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  13. To use your own word, challenging. And I may have to pass on this one. I'll see where my mood takes me, it's been a rough week here.

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    1. River: I am very, very sorry to hear that you have had a rough week. I hope that you are ok. I would love it if you met Cindi's challenge - but that is entirely up to you.

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  14. Hi EC - ... "The birds were singing, the sun was up … she stretched, opened the tent flaps, the cool air wafted in … now she could see the clouds skittering across the sky … she lay back and dozed. Her brothers would soon wake and the day would begin … play, riding their bikes, climbing trees … they had no worries."

    A different take - but fun ... take care - Hilary

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    1. Hilary Melton-Butcher: That does sound delightful, and a truly happy day for everyone.

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    2. Yes, no days were as happy as those long, lovely summers days!

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    3. It sounds like a wonderful memory!

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    4. Ah, childhood. Every child should have a care-free time.

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    5. Lovely day for the children Hilary.

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  15. Buenos días. Hoy, si me lo permites, me gustaría participar con dos aportaciones de una entrada que tengo publicada en mi blog.
    Los jóvenes de hoy, y los no tan jóvenes, establecen normalmente sus relaciones sentimentales a través de las redes sociales, un medio frío, pero que parece que da buenos resultados.
    En Sevilla, mi ciudad, hasta hace pocos años, el conocer a la mujer de tus amores, tenía que ser siempre en la calle, a la vista de todos, pues estaba mal visto de que una mujer saliera sola con un hombre.
    Quiero participar con los dos textos entrecomillados.

    La manera de conocerse ambos, a lo que se le llamaba "Pasear la Calle", era:

    "A través del balcón, pues, el hombre llegaba a saber donde vivía la mujer que le gustaba. Y le "paseaba la calle", acción consistente en transitar una y otra vez, en reiteradas idas y venidas, bajo su balcón, lanzándole tiernas miradas, expresivas sonrisas y pícaros guiños. Si el atractivo era recíproco, ella respondía, de semejante aunque más comedida forma."

    Una vez que se conocían, hablaban a través de la reja de una ventana, y a esto se le llamaba "Pelar la pava".

    "En el caso de que ambos decidieran establecer relaciones sentimentales, la calle volvería -como no- a ser protagonista del amor, pues a través de una reja pelarían la pava, con o sin consentimiento de la familia, ya que en el segundo caso, la mocita esperaría a que toda la familia durmiera para bajar sigilosamente y abrirle la ventana al galán, platicando tiernamente a uno y a otro lado de la reja de castidad."

    En esta última me he pasado un poco de las 60 palabras, lo siento.

    Espero que les guste.

    Saludos para todos y cuidaros mucho.

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    1. Manuel: Thank you so much for joining us - and giving me some information about your culture which I didn't know. Street walkers here has an entirely different connotation and I much prefer your 'walking the street'. Peeling the kettle was completely new to me - and has a lot of charm.

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    2. Textos muy bonitos, Muchos me gustan. Gracias por haber escrito. Si, a vez necesitan mas palabras. Bienvenido a nuestro juego de palabras.

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    3. And sorry, I did not provie a translation. I forgot as I'm not native in either language (my Spanish being less than fluent) I said: "Very beaytiful texts. I like them. Thanks for writing. Yes, sometimes we just need more words. Welcome to our playing with words." Simple sentences, but what I mean.

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    4. 😊 un dulce cuento

      Hay algo muy romántico en esto.

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  16. The happiest scene - goodness can think of a few from holidays to family and friends, from work way back from a smiling patient with good new.

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    1. Margaret D: I love that your memories are packed with happy scenes. And in your few words here I can imagine them...

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  17. It cheered me up just reading these happy scenes...my heartfelt thanks to everyone who took part!!😊😊

    Love and hugs ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

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    1. Ygraine: I am glad. Cindi took our minds to places we NEED to visit.
      Hugs.

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  18. Giant Ibis. A bird of mystery, verging on mythological, and just a few years ago verging on extinction. Before dawn, tromping through hot, steamy Cambodian forest, stepping gingerly, ever vigilant for snakes. My Cambodian companion a former hunter, now a protector. An hour and a half of exertion, dripping sweat, a breeding colony in view. LIFE IS GOOD!

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    1. David M. Gascoigne: I love this. Of course.

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    2. Verging on extinction, but...they survived. I like the hope in this!

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    3. A photo safari is the best, a very happy thing.

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    4. Wish I were there. It's amazing how many hunters have become protectors. Wonderful too.

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  19. I feel like I'm a happy person, but I'm not sure I could write a happy paragraph, if told so. hahaha Such a great prompt.

    Teresa

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    1. T. Powell Coltrin: I was challenged too. Which is definitely the sign of an excellent prompt.

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  20. Mine is on my blog, but I'll also share here: She walked into her new home and carefully set down the box she was carrying. Lighting vanilla and lavender-scented candles to give the room a hygge warmth and glow, she settled herself into an oversized sofa chair. She carefully opened the box. Excited to be free, two pug puppies and two tuxedo kittens tumbled onto her lap. She laughed.

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    1. I know someone who would be as happy as she with those pug puppies, not so sure with the kittens though.
      I can picture the story.

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    2. I can just imagine that scene - lovely. Thanks, Cindi, for providing such a great prompt. There have been so many lovely contributions for this.

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    3. Cindi Summerlin: I really like this, though as I said on your blog I would be opening the box of fur BEFORE I lit the candles.

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    4. Home, sweet home. May you have a home full of such joy and happiness.

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  21. Cindy blew out her twelve candles and made a wish. When she looked over her shoulder, hoping to at least see her mom's smile, her heart sang for the first time in months. Mom was kissing Dad.

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  22. Happiest scene....I'm thinking....;)

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    1. Sandra Cox: I am really looking forward to seeing where your thoughts take you (and us).

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    2. Muy bonito. Y cuando tenga Cindy en su tarta de cumpleaños algunas velas más, entonces comprenderá, que él, es el fruto de ese bello amor que ha visto en sus padres.

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  23. Hello dear EC!
    I would really like to join the meme, but in this moment of my life it is impossible. I have been working very hard to sell some lots (lands)and my house where me and Carlos lived for more than 16 years. We have this house since 1976.

    In my country (Brazil) the pandemic is a big problema. Fortunately the city that I live in is small and we have few people infected and few deaths.

    Hope you are safe and well!
    Lots of Hugs and Love!

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    1. sonia a. mascaro: You have a lot on your plate, and I completely understand why you cannot participate at the moment. I am very glad that you are in a relatively safe part of your country - and hope that you can stay safe and well.
      Thinking of you - and wishing you nothing but good things.

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  24. I've posted my attempt, as shown below, on Cindi's blog, too... (59 word count)

    "Smiles on children’s faces...their joyful laughter...as they play together outdoors never cease to make my heart sing.

    The unbridled expectation and joy shown by children on Christmas morning is happiness personified. With faces brighter than Christmas lights, they know, while they were sleeping, Santa paid a visit, quietly depositing his load of gifts without disturbing them, or a mouse."

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    1. Lovely, Lee! Yes, Christmas (or any traditional gift-giving time) is a happy joy, especially for the children.

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    2. Lee: I havn't been ignoring you - I have been out all day (LL). Cindi's prompts will be here this month.
      I love your happy story too.

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    3. Hey, EC....I didn't think you were ignoring me. :)

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    1. messymimi: I read it last night and thoroughly enjoyed it.

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    1. Giancarlo: Many thanks. It is an hour or so until dawn and I AM hoping for a good day. I hope yours is lovely too.

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  27. Happiest scene sounds fun!

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    1. Natalia: It does doesn't it? As always I have been blown away by the different facets of happiness on display.

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  28. Hands on handlebars, feet on pedals, back straight, head helmeted. Sun (or maybe not), rain (or maybe not). The streets of London ahead of me. I push myself off the curb. And I'm free.

    Greetings from London.

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    1. Ah, I felt the sun and a light breeze as you rode:)

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    2. A Cuban in London: In your element - and I am so glad that it is a happy element.

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  29. Oh this is such a hard prompt, to be just 60 words! It's nice seeing the other stories from people who have taken on the challenge! :)

    Hope you are having a lovely week! :)

    Away From Blue

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    1. Mica: Welcome and thank you. The word limitation was indeed challenging and I love seeing people triumph.

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  30. Feet in sand. Waves crashing on shore. Sun warming my skin. Seagulls squawking above me.

    Click link below for my new domain. Warmly,
    Elsie

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    1. Elsie Amata: That sounds blissful. Really blissful. It is too long since I have seen, heard, smelt the sea.

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  31. I've left my entry on Cindy's blog but here it is again. Perhaps not the happiest scene ever, but one that produced lots of fun and laughter and I've just managed this in 60 words!

    On Christmas mornings Nanna always presided over the opening of presents. She dictated the order of opening, and, more importantly, the saving of wrapping papers and bows for future use. Back then, we kids were interested only in the contents. Now, my abiding memory is of Nanna with her precious pile of saved wrappers and bows - contents long forgotten.


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    1. SpikesBestMate: Precious (and happy memories) indeed. The contents long forgotten struck home. So important at the time...

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    2. SpikesBestMate: This is a powerful and beautiful take on Cindi's prompt. Contents long forgotten indeed, but the memories live on.

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  32. The sound of an engine idling too long outside caught my attention, just in time to see a box thrown out before the car sped away. I raced down and out of the house, prepared to be pissed that someone threw trash in our yard, but when I opened the box I couldn't help but grin at the three adorable kittens staring up at me.

    What can I say. Kittens make me happy.

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    1. mshatch: Lovely to see you joining us again.
      One man's trash another's treasure? With a big hiss and spit at those who dump animals.

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  33. Oh dear. I have not participated in this before. I better skip it today too because I am just not too happy right now. Tomorrow maybe. ;)

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    1. J C: I am sorry that you are not too happy, and hope that tomorrow is a MUCH better day. You are more than welcome to participate any time the spirit moves you.

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  34. In the arms of my wife, I have forgotten about life.

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    1. Andrew R. Scott: Awwww. That is a fine tribute.

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  35. Me, on a Beach in Bora Bora, being served refreshments by Handsome Cabana Boys and having Pandemic woes the furthest thing from my Mind!

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    1. Bohemian: I hope that both the refreshments and the Cabana Boys are delicious.

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  36. Just back from an unusual afternoon with my Savvy K, chatted over ice cream and sushi for over 2 hours. Unusual becos instead of arguing as usual, we actually chatted happily about life and all its curves.

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    1. kestrel: And here's to more afternoons just like it.

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  37. The dragon flew
    I saw it pass
    Then I viewed the looking glass
    Another dragon gazed at me
    I jumped into the air with glee.

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    1. Jo: I really like your draconic approach to these challenges - and would assuredly jump for glee if a dragon appeared in my mirror.

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    2. It was odd actually Sue, I was reading all these other entries and thinking no way can I do this. Then suddenly this jumped into my mind almost complete without any real, conscious, thought. Almost as though something else wrote it. Alcalador perhaps.

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    3. Jo: Sometimes it happens like that. Which is lovely. I forsee rather a lot of head scratching (and despair) with some of Cindi's prompts this month. They have certainly scared me, though not wanting an unfair advantage I don't work on them until after I post them.

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  38. Wow, such talented folks here! I got misty-eyed reading some of the happy stories - thanks for sharing, everyone. :-)

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