Drifting through life

  this should be watched closer to midnight, but the time is up to you

  The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems. The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind. If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words. This month the words/prompts are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here This week's words/prompts are: two sunset images and : 1. beautiful 2. elusive  3. endurance 4. deep 5. determination 6. extraordinary here is my story: I am not beautiful , nor am I extraordinary , but I do have endurance .  In spades.  I can endure.  But did I want to?  It was only until sundown, but it was a whole day.  Decisions can sometimes be as elusive as the fairies at the bottom of the garden. I would think about it while I made and ate toast wi

  Little Drummer Boy (African Tribal Version) - Alex Boye'ft Genesis Choir this is a version I have never seen before and I quite like it.

One of my favourite Christmas Songs:    O Holy Night by Martina McBride and a version of Silent Night which I have loved since the first time I heard it, an English German medley by Boney M Merry Christmas wherever you are ! 🎄🎅🎄🎅🎄🎅🎄🎅🎄🎅

  The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems. The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind. If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words. This month the words/prompts are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here This week's words/prompts are:  1. bird  2. lifetime  3. impossible  4. days  5. dreams  6. meet  and/or:  1. spider  2. thread  3. secret  4. thing  5. author  6. recesses Here is my story: Behind me is a lifetime of days spent in secret dreams of meet ing wonderful people and doing impossible thing s.  The reality of the now is entirely different, the dark recesses of my mind are packed with memories of failure, of defeat.  The thread of my life, in

 Long ago, Kim of Frog ponds Rock, (who no longer blogs), dreamed up a meme called Sunday Selections.  A place where those who were willing could put up photos they wanted to share, new, old, good, bad or indifferent, any photos you please.  Nothing rude or vulgar though. And we don't mind at all if overseas bloggers care to join us. The meme is now continued by Elephant's Child and I occasionally join in as do a few others. Andrew is one.  Messymimi is another. Drop in to Elephant's Child and have a look. I loved this sign so much I thought I'd immortalise it right here on this blog 😀 this mural stretches quite a long way and goes around a corner there are about fifteen, almost two metre wide panels very cheerful, don't you agree? Here's a few details from the panels: in case you can't read the squiggly writing, it says Welcome 2 Semaphore Road something fishy about this bit  colour it yourself? spring flowers and this thing, whatever it is little bir

  The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems. The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind. If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words. This month the words/prompts are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here This week's words/prompts are:  1. out of sight, out of mind  2. absence makes the heart grow fonder  3. puppy love  4. love laughs at locksmiths  5. love is blind  6. a face only a mother could love Here is my story:  Teacher: “Settle down girls and boys. Now do you all have your papers ready? On the board here are the phrases I gave you last week to think about. You remember I said these sayings were quite common on Earth about two centuries ago. Some stil

 supposedly from me, written in Spanish, DO NOT CLICK ON THE LINK. I don't even speak Spanish, nor read or write in that language.

 Once upon a time, when a spammer left a comment, I could go into my "comments' section, mark him or her as "spam" and the comment would be sent to a spam folder within the comments section. Then every time that particular commenter's name appeared, he or she would be immediately sent to the spam folder, which I would empty on a regular basis.  This no longer happens. Now, when a spammer makes an appearance I have to mark him or her as spam, then get the option to delete or not and why wouldn't I want to delete? Of course I delete.  But then that name keeps appearing on my blog comments, over and over and over. (Ratana) And I have to keep spamming and deleting.  Why was this most excellent system changed? Can you restore that function? Would you restore that function?

  Long ago, Kim of Frog ponds Rock, (who no longer blogs), dreamed up a meme called Sunday Selections.  A place where those who were willing could put up photos they wanted to share, new, old, good, bad or indifferent, any photos you please.  Nothing rude or vulgar though. And we don't mind at all if overseas bloggers care to join us. The meme is now continued by Elephant's Child and I occasionally join in as do a few others. Andrew is one.  Messymimi is another. Drop in to Elephant's Child and have a look. Still at Glenelg where they are getting into the Christmas Spirit with pretty blue sailboats decorated for the season there are bows on fences and tinsel too several small fishing boats were out on the water, I hope they caught at least enough for dinner and this appears to be our Navy guarding our coastline there were some lovely fences, (there still are some lovely fences, they don't just get up and walk away), this one has made lovely rust patterns on the cappi

  The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over by a moveable feast of participants when Delores had computer troubles. Sadly, Delores has now closed her blog forever due to other problems. The aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to mind. If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please let us know so we can come along to read it and add a few encouraging words. This month the words/prompts are supplied by Elephant's Child and can be found here This week's words/prompts are:  1. pounded  2. pearl  3. secret  4. tense  5. challenge  6. human  and/or:  1. middle  2. taken  3. button  4. rare  5. intelligence  6. praise Here is my story: THE NECKLACE My heart pounded each time I looked at it. The necklace. THE necklace. A string of freshwater pearls with a single, rare , black pearl in the middle of the string. I knew it well. It had been stolen from the Blackwell mansion over thirty years ago an

  I thought it was about time for a bit of music on here.  I saw this on Time For Reflections and loved it, so here it is for your enjoyment.  I wish I had found it in time for Halloween. pretty cool, yes?

 Long ago, Kim of Frog ponds Rock, (who no longer blogs), dreamed up a meme called Sunday Selections.  A place where those who were willing could put up photos they wanted to share, new, old, good, bad or indifferent, any photos you please.  Nothing rude or vulgar though. And we don't mind at all if overseas bloggers care to join us. The meme is now continued by Elephant's Child and I occasionally join in as do a few others. Andrew is one.  Messymimi is another. Drop in to Elephant's Child and have a look. This week I went to Glenelg, but first, a few photos from home: I bought a bigger dish to use as a bird bath, the birds are lining up to use it! Just yesterday there was the biggest of the crows drinking, then he hopped off and a brown dove took a turn, followed by a small black and white bird. it is terracotta, on three legs with a glazed interior. I love it. The white dish is now down in the garden, for other birds or small animals. it is right on the edge of my smal