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On the Porch

Onisha Ellis

Life has been a combination of hectic and slow this past two weeks. My husband’s breathing and energy levels have swung wildly, somedays hour by hour. I am accustomed to this but it does unsettle me.

On a positive note, Valentine’s day our blogger group met for our annual dinner and everyone was able to attend! We welcomed Janet’s husband to the group. I think he is a keeper. We had so much fun talking and catching up on everyone’s lives. To my delight I learned that Bill Lites will be taking a Fall journey into Canada and may possibly be in Victoria, BC, Canada when we will be there.

Louise Gibson our poet emeritus turned 91 years old on February 13 and she was not able to be with us but her two daughters were. At 91 Louise still has a lot to say…

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Thanks

I was agonising over my latest visit to the hospital thinking of all the bad stories I’d heard about people with similar problems and how they were affected after having catheters removed. So, when I was discharged yesterday after a successful removal of that sitting have my first coffee in three days, waiting for a cab home, I telephone the consultant’s secretary to thank her for putting up with me regularly on the phone to chase appointments, adding my thanks for the efficient way the consultant handled my problems, asking her to pass them on.
I next called the unit where the catheter and stent were removed. I was not rude to the four clinicians in the room when I entered but equally, I was not shy in putting forward exactly how I felt being there in words leaving them in no doubt as to my position. When they finished I thank them, but with the coffee warming my throat I thought I perhaps another thank you might not go amiss.
But the one person I needed to thank the most did not have a phone line connection. I had to thank Him silently which I did and I’m still doing it.

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Sporadic Acts of Silence

Very strong images there

frankregan17's avatarMade of sticks and stones

photo credit: Mr. Pebb From a Parallel Universe via photopin(license)

The stranger in the mirror,
The foreigner in my head.
Speaking in tongues
I don’t understand.
In whispers, I’ve learned to fear.

Feeling weird emotions,
Dreaming ultraviolet
Praying that I wake.
Am I the victim
Or am I the villain?

Acting out a drama
That’s far too real.
Am I alone here?
Adrift within the silence,
Crying out; hoping that you hear.

© 2020 | Frank Regan, All rights reserved.

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The Cheetah and the Dog by Patricia Furstenberg

A wonderful review

robbiesinspiration's avatarRobbie's inspiration

Children's book reviews

What Amazon says

New 2019 Edition with added bonus: Amazing Cheetah fact, with adorable real-life pictures

Why do cheetahs need to live in the wild?
Why should cheetah hunt a bigger prey?
How were cheetah built to live in the wild?

A perfect gift, a story books for 3-5 years, a wonderful bedtime story for toddlers, a great read for grandparents.

“The Cheetah and the Dog by Patricia Furstenberg, like her other animal story books, is inspired by the real life story of Kasi the cheetah and Mtani the Labrador dog and their friendship. The story gives insight on the importance of friendship. Kasi and Mtani meet by accident one hot day on Africa’s wild plains.
Though they both looked different, they liked to chase each other and hide in the dust. One day while playing, they see a rabbit and they decide to run after the rabbit. Later they…

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Thursday Photo Prompt- Storm # WritePhoto

Lovely

Sadje/ Sadie's avatarKeep it alive

Sue Vincentis the host of Thursday Photo Prompt

Welcome to this week’s writephoto prompt.#writephoto

This week’s prompt ~ Storm

(For visually challenged writers, theimage shows stormy sky above a ruined tower, perched above earthen banks and ditches )

~*~

We fear the ferocity of the storm about to break

Making sure that all safety precautions are taken

Little do we understand that nature needs them

To reset the balance of things that is tipped by

The miscalculated actions we take each and every day

Nature is not the enemy but, alas we are ourselves

The ones who need to be stopped are the humans

Sooner rather than later before some drastic steps

Have to be taken by Mother Nature to preserve

The integrity of the only place we call home!

~*~

#Keepitalive

#WritePhoto

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cloudy, with a chance of sheep.

I wonder if you knew this?

beth's avatarI didn't have my glasses on....

Litla Dimun, an isolated island often capped by its own fluffy cloud.

Lítla Dímun is the smallest of the Faroe Islands’ 18 main islands. But though it may be tiny, the islet still has the power to influence the atmosphere.

A lenticular cloud often drapes over it like a wet, vapory blanket. These stationary clouds typically form over mountain peaks or other protruding landmasses. Lítla Dímun’s lenticular hovers above its top, occasionally spilling down over the land as it reaches toward the cold sea. Of the Faroe Islands’ main islands, the little landmass is the only one that remains uninhabited by humans. But people do visit the island. For centuries, Faroese farmers have made the precarious journey to Lítla Dímun to tend to the creatures who rule the islet: its sheep.

Up until the middle of the 19th century, Lítla Dímun sheep ruled the little green haven. It’s believed these black, short-tailed feral…

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All about the Pear Tree…

I loved this

Stuart France's avatarFrance & Vincent

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…One of the things they taught me at High Furrow was that love has gone out of fashion.

‘Love, is passé,’ they said.

In fact, so outmoded a concept was love that the people there could not even bring themselves to say the word.

In order to put love in its place they changed its spelling and pronunciation.

They called it ‘lurve’.

Now this is a terrible thing.

The day love dies is the day the world ends.

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But I am the last person to speak for love.

To see me struggling about the gaff would be to assume I had slung the woes of the world across my shoulders and that nothing could possibly shift them, ever.

Most of the time now all I can see before me is a grisly end, while the past…

The past looks like a bombed shack.

It is just a mess…

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LOOK! “Mr. Sagittarius is Here!”

A different approach to an interview.

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My Return

I have been in hospital again, this time for the last ten days or so. I caught sepsis after a catheter I was required to use was changed fourteen days on from a kidney operation dated 2nd January 2020. The strain of sepsis I had changed as it became used to the antibiotics I was given intravenously necessitating several different attempts at getting rid of it. The last three days blood samples have been clear of the infection.

Today I was sent home, but on a course of antibiotics for the urine infection, I now suffer from. At least this medication can be taken with water.  I am due back into the same hospital next Wednesday (that’s the plan) to have the stent and catheter removed—at long last.

 

This is purely coincidental but I have a novel on a free offer from today until 17/02/20

This is not a Cozy Mystery. It is a gritty, down and dirty tale that will SHOCK and keep you guessing all the way through to the end.

#Murder #Mystery #Suspense

http://myBook.to/Once

 

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Win A Book!

A great idea

Esther Chilton's avatarEsther Chilton

To celebrate the paperback launch of A Walk in the Woods, I’m holding a short story competition. A copy of my book will go to the winning entry and the story will also be published on my blog. If you’ve already bought a copy of the book, thank you, but why not still enter and give your copy as a gift, if you win.

So how do I win a copy? I hear you cry. Write me an entertaining story, that’s how. One of the short stories in the book has the following opening line: Thank goodness they had gone. Who had gone and why is up to you. All you have to do is open your story with the same line. The minimum word limit is 50 words and the maximum is 500 words.

To enter, send your story to estherchilton@gmail.com

You have until 14th February. I…

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