Utter frustration!
“Left Only” inclinations…
Can’t get there from here!
kat – 19 March 2016
A Three Line Tale in the form of a Haiku for Sonya of Only 100 Words’ weekly prompt. Read more HERE.
Utter frustration!
“Left Only” inclinations…
Can’t get there from here!
kat – 19 March 2016
A Three Line Tale in the form of a Haiku for Sonya of Only 100 Words’ weekly prompt. Read more HERE.
Happy Friday! Today’s Word of the Day from Dictionary.com is a beautiful, romantic word…Amaranthine. It’s meaning captures the imagination.
The origin of the word according to Dictionary.com states:
Amaranthine comes from the Greekword amáranton meaning “unfadingflower,” formed from the Greekmaraínein, “to fade” and ánthos, “flower.” It entered English in the mid-1600s.
For centuries man has sought some magical elixir that would restore youth and turn back time. Some believed there was an actual fountain of youth on a mysterious tropical island waiting to be discovered! It is the legendary Island of Bimini, to be exact, that Ponce de Leon devoted his later life to finding in order to restore his own youthfulness.
These days the quest continues. Every bottle of face cream or serum, Botox, hair dye, smoothie power boosters, herbs, vitamins, flower essences, exercise, water therapy, energy treatments…have I left anything off the list? No doubt, there is more…or if not coming soon to an infomercial near you!
But I admit, I’m a believer. Well, sort of. I believe that the fountain of youth exists deep inside each of us, revealing itself in the twinkle of an eye! You’ve seen it haven’t you? I know I have!
Have a great weekend! Here’s my Haiku…
Defying the years
An amaranthine grace glowed
From her twinkling eyes.
kat ~ 18 March 2016
Happy Thursday! I decided to send you some actual echoes from my corner of the world. I realized in the preparation for this post that I am forced to listen to a lot of NOISE!!! Loud, grating noise that I have learned to tune out as I go about my day.
Spending 30 seconds actually listening to the droning cacphony of my life, I wonder how I can possibly hear anything pleasant at all!
No wonder we turn our stereos to “11”. As for me I’ve developed a habit of humming…nothing particular. I just hum random notes, which makes my significant other crazy! It’s self preservation. I hum to hear myself think! At any rate, I will share some random noise from my day. I’m sure you’ll agree after listening, 24 hours a day of this, and you too might take to humming!!!!
This first clip is the lovely morning sounds that greet me as I take my little blind and deaf dog, Lucy, for a wee. Fortunately she can’t hear what I hear. I live near a train yard that houses dozens of cars that transport coal. This is the sound of the cars grinding along…CLICK HERE
Then, after a quick breakfast, I hop into my car and drive 20 minutes or so to THIS! More NOISE!!!
And then at work, if I have to go out into the warehouse…THIS!!! Thank goodnees I have my cubicle with a view to escape to! My desk however, sits underneath the heat/air system exhaust vent. At random times throughout the day it kicks in…I’ll leave that one to your imagination.
But there are times when I do manage to turn off the noise…or at least find a moment of Zen…when it’s softly raining and birds are chirping. I live for these moments! They are what keep me sane!
Have a great week. I hope you find your own peaceful moments in the midst of your noisy corners of the world! Here then is a bit of Zen…
Thanks to Jacqueline at a cooking pot and twisted tales. Click HERE to see other neighborhoods from around the globe!

Photo Credit: Al Forbes @ A Mixed Bag
Hannah loved storms. She spent hours watching strobes of lightning, counting, “one-one thousand…two-one thousand…three…” until the thunder boomed, rattling the house.
One spring day, Hannah found herself out in the elements when a massive storm rolled in.
With no shelter in sight, she headed back through the pasture toward the road where her car was parked. “What’s a little rain,” she thought, “I won’t melt!”
Suddenly, she felt a tingling from head to toe. There was a bright flash of light. Hannah didn’t see it as much as she felt it…a massive, magnificent burst of energy in every cell of her body. For a brief moment Hannah realized she had been struck by lightning. “It doesn’t hurt,” she thought. Then everything went black.
A local farmer found her after the storm. She had survived, but her recovery would be long and painful. They say that being struck by lightning is like being cooked in a microwave oven…from the inside out!
But Hannah will tell you that she still loves storms. Since her tryst with lightning she has developed a peculiar talent. She no longer needs to count between the lightning and the thunder…she just knows.
kat ~ 17 March 2016
(196 Words)
A story in response to the photo prompt above by Al Forbes for his Sunday Photo Fiction Challenge. If you would like to read other stories or enter your own, click HERE.