Rainy Days and Mondays.... Sometimes They are One in the Same...

" The only normal people are the one's you don't know very well."
- Alfred Adler

"I do not believe in a fate that will fall on us no matter what we do. I do believe in a fate that will fall on us if we do nothing."
- Ronald Reagan

" And the blood of brave men was shed like unto the shedding of rain from a black cloud." - Ferdowsi

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A Photo Each Day-

- A Bright Red Cardinal

- Trying to stay dry!

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- Micro Fiction #69-

"What if time stops?" asks Aurora
"Don't be silly.. time can't stop.. only clocks can stop!"
says her maid..

Now a lost city sleeps!

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Slight of Hand-

wishing doll blazes
dumbfounding barbarians-
carnies collect coins

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
1-17-2011

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China Town Winter

frostbitten Buddha
apprentice sweeps salty slush
cabdriver sneezes

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
1-17-2011

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Heartless

deceitful lad smiles
his soul secretly fuming-
carpetbagger brays

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
1-17-2011

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Today has been another wet day.. the chickens clucked their displeasure and stayed up on their roosts most of the day.. getting down only to eat a few grains of soggy scratch feed.. and waddle to the nest to leave us some eggs.. even the ducks quacked at the skies as if they had had enough rain for a few days!..The dogs whined to go out.. then barked to come right back in.. Cooper slept.. Dave braved the rain to feed all of the animals and to gather the fresh eggs.. I must admit that I was lazy today.. I did laundry.. two loads.. I shopped for food and then cooked it.. nothing fancy.. just hot dogs with the fixings.. slaw and chili and cheese.. I babysat Hannah and Dani for a few minutes while their "Nini" went on a job interview.. and I played some games on-line.. and of course I blogged..

Thanks for stopping by today.. I welcome comments and followers..

Have a wonderful day!

Patsy

"Cold Enough for a Fire".. I Can Almost Hear Daddy Say!

"A #2 pencil and a dream can take you anywhere. "
- Joyce A. Myers

"Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling."
- Gilbert Keith Chesterton

"The writer doesn't need economic freedom. All he needs is a pencil and some paper."
- William Faulkner, 1897 - 1962

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Microfiction Monday #61 -




Rub a dub dub.. the wash board in a tub.. Little Miss Mary splashed her best dress with water while the "wash woman" was in the outhouse..

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( just a side note from someone who has had the chance to wash clothes on a washboard in a tub... though the picture is cute.. there would be no way she would be still dry.. washing clothes on a scrub board is back breaking.. hot.. and very tiring.. I actually own two well worn wash boards and each of my children have had a chance to learn to use them.. in fact I insisted that they wash their own things while we were on a camping vacation.. yes I am a mean..mean... mean woman... )


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Ceremony

selfish blunders jolt
wedding trinkets soon tarnish
apathy begins

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
7-1-2010

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Shielded

love a sweet buffer
hardest work a pleasant chore
poverty giggles

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
7-1-2010


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Burnished Bog

ghostly lily pads
brightly adrift in moonlight
alligator sleeps

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
7-1-2010


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It is bitterly cold here.. as Christmas draws nearer and nearer.. I don't have much spirit.. I think about all the ones who we will be missing this year.. some who have been gone for a long.. long time and some who have recently passed.. I have heard that they sell "spirit" in colorful bottles.. and I have been wanting a bottle tree... I wonder what "spirit" will taste like.. thanks for stopping by my blog today to share a few moments of my world... I welcome both comments and followers.. Have a great day!
Patsy

Monday.. Monday.. Please Hurry By.. Take the Moods Away With You..

"It is impossible to discourage the real writers - they don't give a damn what you say, they're going to write." ~Sinclair Lewis

"Dancing in all its forms cannot be excluded from the curriculum of all noble education; dancing with the feet, with ideas, with words, and, need I add that one must also be able to dance with the pen?" ~Friedrich Nietzsche

"Writing is both mask and unveiling." ~E.B. White

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~ Haiku Heights ~ prompt #17-

Caught

long legs twirl

knitting silken threads~

fly struggles

Written by: Patricia sawyer

11-15-2010
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Microfiction Monday #57 ~




Border Patrol

standing silent in the shadow of the rock.. the meanest man I ever saw..

I wanted to go home.. he said I had to stay inside

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~ Saturday Centus ~ week 28

Graveside~

The early November sunshine cast golden rays.. the sweet scents of roses and carnations filling the afternoon air.. the crowd smiled and posed for the camera.. silently I looked on in awe.. had we not suffered .. where were the tears.. I wanted to scream "pull up your pants" and "put away that camera".. but I could not.. my grief kept me mute.. a glint of light caught in his rich dark hair as he stumbled away.. a young man's hand his tender guide.. Our lives changed forever.. a circus for some.. "Did you hear" I heard.. as I turned away.. willing for now to be deaf...

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~ Reuben and Sheila

Yesterday's celebration of Love was a beautiful respite from the last few weeks of grief and darkness.... Reuben and his BFF.. Shelia.. joined in Holy Matrimony... I welcome some smiles and sunshine into my world.. thanks for stopping by my blog today.. I welcome both comments and followers....

Have a great day!
Patsy

Monday- All the Spooks are Gone.. a New Month Rushes In!

"Words should be an intense pleasure, just as leather should be to a shoemaker."
~ Evelyn Waugh

"A writer should write what he has to say and not speak it."
~ Ernest Hemingway

"I believe that man will not only endure: he will prevail. He is immortal, not because he alone among creatures has an inexhaustible voice, but because he has a soul, a spirit capable of compassion and sacrifice and endurance."
~ William Faulkner

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I Heart Faces- weekly photo Challenge-
My Story/Fall
(photo by Tana Holder)

~I love this photo of my grand-daughter.. Maya.... it reminds me that she grows up faster and faster as times moves on.. I love her so much and hate that we are on opposite sides of the country.. her Mom is great at sharing photos and I am kept up to date on her life by phone calls and emails.. Still I feel that I am missing something.. I remember baking pumpkin pies with my own Grandma.. maybe some day Maya and I will bake pies together too.. Until then I sure am thankful for her mom and her camera...

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Microfiction Monday- #55

Welcome to Microfiction Monday,
where a picture paints 140 characters, or even fewer.

"oh Miss Kitty don't be so cranky... I know you wanted mice and not chocolates... maybe Next year if you're good.. you can guide the broom!"
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..~.. JR and JC ready to take on the tricksters for a few chocolaty treats...

~ a group shot of some of my tricksters..HB.. JR..DM..TJ..AC.. Happy Halloween..

Ghostly Photos~

- TJ ... with a ghostly hand pinching his cheek...

~ JR.. ~

the camera decided to give him extra eyes!

~ and Happy Halloween from New Mexico!..

Halloween was a blast even if we did have some ghostly photos when we pulled them up on the computer.. we haven't figured out why there is a tiny hand on TJ's cheek since we had no tiny ones here.. or why JR has an extra set of eyes in one of his photos... creepy to say the very least.. either I have a booger in my house or my camera is haunted.. or something else weird.. I'm not sure I want to know.. after all it was Halloween..

Thanks for stopping by to share a moment of my world today.. I welcome both comments and followers.. have a wonderful day!

Patsy

Monday.. Today My Words May Not Be Wise!

"Talent is God-given. Be humble. Fame is man-given. Be grateful. Conceit is self-given. Be careful." ~ John Wooden

"Life is a four-letter word." ~ Lenny Bruce

"Payday came and with it beer." ~ Rudyard Kipling

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Micro-Fiction Monday

"Tear that wall down immediately you dim-witted fool!
I never said BUILD a TOWER OVER HER. I said.. so perfectly tiny.. I tower over her.."


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Haiku Heights ~ Prompt # 13- serenity


October Night


serenity seeps
silently claiming my soul~
counting stars we lie

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
10-18-2010
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Thanks for stopping by my blog today.. I am hoping for a better week than we had last week.. I woke feeling yucky and haven't wavered in my opinion that this day would be long and tiring.. I hate that I often wake up in a mood that sets the tone for a not so good day.. maybe I should set my science minded son on a search for a cure for those woke up with the ear ache had a bad dream can't get my nose to blow all around bad first thing in the mornings... I will hope for a better tomorrow.. I welcome both comments and followers.. Have a great day!
Patsy

Happy Columbus Day.. No Mail.. NO Bills.. Oh Happy Day!?!

"One of the hardest things to teach a child is that the truth is more important than the consequences." ~ Eddie Rickenbacker

"If you can spend a perfectly useless afternoon in a perfectly useless manner, you have learned how to live." ~ Lin Yutang

"You wouldn't worry so much about what others think of you if you realized how seldom they do." ~ Eleanor Roosevelt
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Micro-Fiction Monday~ #52

trained to always be on time-
Grandma grabbed her bags and ran
to meet the morning train- she ran right
by the trainers and the trainees

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~ Moody Monday~ Rural-

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Sometimes I feel a little moody.. a little dark..
today has been one of those days.. days when nothing seems right..
and yet nothing exactly is wrong.. dark days..

Darkness-

I listen to troubles
not my own...

I cry for your sorrows
woes begone..

this too shall pass
I pray is true..

for you.. for you
for me.. for you..

darkness fades
you smile in the light..

begone darkness
for me.. not quite..

phone rings and smiles
you hear in my voice..

for I am me
and I have no choice..

so never think me
just mad or mean

I too have darkness
and no where to lean...

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
10-11-2010

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Haiku Heights-

The Blemish

no mark upon her
no blemish upon her skin~
chalk outline remains

Written By: Patricia Sawyer
10-11-2010

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Thanks for stopping by my blog today.. I welcome both comments and followers..
have a wonderful day!
Patsy

Monday.. Monday.. Please Hurry By!

"Every moment must be first known and then savored."

"None of us really changes over time. We only become more fully what we are."

"To write something you have to risk making a fool of yourself."

All by Anne Rice.. who was born Howard Allen O'Brien in New Orleans.. Louisiana on this day in 1941... On her first day of school a nun asked her name and she replied "Anne"... Her mother who had stuck her with her father's name didn't correct her... In 1955 her mother died and her father moved with his two girls to Richardson.. Texas... Graduating from Richardson High School she then attended two Texas colleges and finished her B.A. at San Francisco State University before marrying Stan Rice... Her first book.. Interview with a Vampire was published in 1976.. the first of ten books in the Vampire Chronicles series... She also wrote about twenty other novels.. Her books have sold nearly 100 million copies, making her one of the most widely read authors in modern history... I personally own a few of her books and have enjoyed them all..

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Microfiction Monday #51~

two apples and a carrot
paid to fly so high

she held to him tightly
the beast took to the sky

he shuddered- she sighed
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.. ~ This is my very first try at micro-fiction.. I had a very hard time with the count of 140 characters.. I will be trying this again as I love working with small word counts.. you should try it too..

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Saturday Centus~

-The Treat-

Mouse sat in the pumpkin patch
and shed a weary tear..

How she had hoped and prayed
for pumpkin pie this year..

Farmer John had left her none
the pumpkins were all gone..

Packed into big boxes
shipped to parts unknown..

Mother mouse headed home
her belly gave growl..

Suddenly she turned and ran
for she thought was cat's meow..

She ran into a jagged hole
it almost appeared an eye

Suddenly she saw the truth
and knew she'd have a pie..

Pockets filled she hurried home
to bake a pastry shell..

Feasting on pumpkin pie
before Hallowed darkness fell...

Written By: Patricia Sawyer

10-4-2010

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This week we were given a picture to write by instead of our usual phrase.. since most pumpkins are carved into decorations for the Halloween porch I decided to write something along that theme.. tonight must not be my night for writing small.. I had a hard time fitting this into the one hundred words allowed.. It must be because it's Monday!.. At least that's going to be my story and I'm sticking to it!

I thank you for stopping by my world today.. At least it is cooler than it has been.. I hope you enjoyed your visit here.. I welcome both comments and followers.. Have a great day!

Patsy