‘twas once a great nation, but it’s now under siege by a wannabe king, faux commander in chief he’s demanding allegiance while committing malfeasance but the people assembled to tell him no kings
~kat
Today was historic. No matter how DT and his minions try to spin it, millions of Americans gathered across this nation to let those in power know that we know the truth. And we’re not buying the lies being fed to us by the cowardly propagandists in our government. The fact that millions showed up and that the assemblies were peaceful gives me so much hope. Today was a huge glimmer of a day.
there once was an old gal who rarely got sick except for mid-season, she’d come down with ick the pollen in spring, and in autumn, the hay had her sniffling, coughing, and sneezing all day a spirit-laced toddy always fixed her up quick!
~kat~
Why do we call it under the weather? Because I think I might be. But I don’t throw idioms around lightly so I headed to google.
Turns out it’s a nautical term from the 1800’s used when sailors were feeling seasick or ill. They would head below the weather deck to recuperate. Some people who want to debate it’s origins counter that we are, all of us, every day and night, under the sky so in fact, we all are under the weather. Silly history deniers! I like history. The historical source of this phrase makes perfect sense! When sailors on old ships headed into stormy weather, no doubt it was a common thing to feel a little ill. Or Under the weather as I believe they most probably said…it’s a gem of an idiom.
We’re dealing with stormy seas here in 2025 aren’t we? You knew I’d figure out a way to relate what was to what is, didn’t you? Haha! Well I won’t bore you with my random thoughts, because I am currently down with a bit of seasonal allergy ick. And yes I did fix myself a nice hot toddy to sooth my head!
Everyone needs to go below deck to recuperate now and again. But to get the ship back on course toward solid ground, once we’ve found our center, we need to head back up to face the storm. Yep…I couldn’t resist! With that I am going to sign off for now, sip my spiked elixir and hopefully sleep off this pollen sludge. Tomorrow is another day!
there once was a flock herd of gullible sheep who trusted a wolf who had learned how to bleat their best instincts, ignored they leaned in to hear more the wolf snarled, “mutton’s my favorite meat!”
~kat
You know what they say…if it’s too good to be true, well then, it probably is. We humans are so easily duped. If something is sensational or shiny enough we fall for it every time! This of course makes us especially vulnerable to con artists and charlatans. These types rarely have our best interests at heart. And so, today’s limerick is a cautionary tale for our times.
All things glittery are not glimmers. I generally take my cues from nature, the seasons, and the stars when judging whether a glimmer is true. The natural world is honest and without malevolence. One day you realize that you that you have much more in common with the natural world than you ever thought..or were taught to believe. When that happens it will be much harder for the wool to be pulled over your eyes. Your intuition will confirm what is real.
Peace, Love, and the truest of true Glimmers to you!
an attempted murder, two crows in a tree waiting for peanuts, provided by me ‘til a party of jays came to spoil their buffet it’s a murder now, two crows are three
~kat
I love my crows. There are two regulars that visit me in the morning. They call for me if I’m not outside. It’s peanuts they crave. I have a station set up for them far from the feeders that I reserve for the smaller birds…the finches, wrens, phoebes, starlings, cardinals, nuthatches, juncos, and tits. The crows used to intimidate my smaller guests so it seemed like a good compromise. And for a time the crows loved this arrangement and were happy to leave my community feeders alone. That is until the Blue Jays discovered the peanut station. Now mornings consist of alternating dive bombs to the tray. My faithful duo of crows call for backup. Just one more makes them a formidable murder…sometimes there are more. The jays are obnoxious and fast, but the crows are fierce. Eventually the jays disburse and the crows enjoy their morning treat.
There is an obnoxious party of jays looking to take what is not theirs from the crows. But there is a fine tipping point when a pair of crows becomes a formidable opposition. We need to remember we are not alone…we have each other and when we band together those seeking to overtake us cannot win. Today’s glimmer…find the others and stand together.
Peace, love, and glimmers to you. You’re not alone…together we win.
Occasionally we have an uncommon visitor to the feeders. This is a beautiful Red-Bellied Woodpecker.
a great gaggle of gobblers passed by magnificent fowl, but I’m not gonna lie I’ve heard they’re quite snuggly it’s a shame they’re so ugly a feast for beasts of prey, not for the eyes
~kat
When humor is a glimmer.
They say that humor is the best medicine. The limerick fits that bill perfectly I’d say…though I’m quite a novice at this form. My inspiration came from a gaggle of turkeys who happened by my window. A huge flock of them! They are magnificent birds, with delightful personalities and amusing banter. I always know when they are close by, announced by their cheerful gobble, gobble, gobble. And when they all take flight, they are a sight to behold with wide powerful wingspans.
But here’s the thing…
From behind their full plumage is beautiful, impressive. Then they lift their heads and look your way!!! Oh my! Poor creatures, they are quite homely. The face only a true turkey aficionado could love…and yep, that would be me. I love our resident turkey clan! 😊 Isn’t nature amazing!
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or owner is strictly prohibited. Excerpts and links may be used, provided that full and clear credit is given to Kat Myrman and Like Mercury Colliding with appropriate and specific direction to the original content.
like mercury colliding... 