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Flower of the Day – Reflections

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Flower of the Day – Reflections

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These large, floral art pieces are also at the hospital lobby where I took the niche photos earlier. They are on a couple of walls, and maybe are made of plexiglass? The reflections of the windows look pretty cool.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

Flower of the Day – August 14, 2018 – Dahlia

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© 2018 BS

#RDP #74 – Zest

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#RDP #74 – Zest

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/08/13/rdp-74-zest/

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Today for the RDP challenge, the word is ‘zest’.

What to say about zest?

All I can think of is soap. Zest soap. I might have used it before, but can’t remember. I think the ads they ran on TV and in magazines are to make you feel all zesty or something. Maybe it would give you a burst of energy to lather up with their zesty smelling soap?

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Oh, there’s the zest you can grate off of a lemon or orange to put in a dish of food you’re cooking. I’ve probably done that a time or two. I don’t go around zesting fruits on a regular basis, though.

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There is a saltine cracker called Zesta. I’ve probably had those at one time or another, but usually we get another brand. I don’t know why, as saltines by any name are all about the same, aren’t they?

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~warning~spur of the moment bad poem ahead…

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Lather up with Zest

Their ads say it’s the best

It gives you a fruity feeling

Orange or lemon zest

It’s easier than peeling

You may say this is crackers, and

Poetry is not for slackers

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© 2018 BS

 

What’s in the Box # 2

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What’s in the Box # 2

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I have a lot of boxes out in the garage, and in my closet that have been there for a long time. I thought it might be interesting to have a look inside, and post what all I find.

Some of these boxes are my stored away things, and some are boxes of saved stuff from my parents and grand-parents. It should be fun to see these long lost treasures.

I’ll be posting a new revelation as often as possible, with a few pictures, up until I either get tired of it, or run out of stuff. There are a lot of things to look through.

Hope you enjoy my ‘show & tell’ series! 🙂

Let’s have a look!

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This is a box of things my granny kept.

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This is a small change purse with an attachment for keys. Inside were two old fashioned, plastic rain bonnets.

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This is a really cool old photo. It wasn’t marked in any way, so I have no idea what is being photographed for posterity here, or if any of my relatives were in the photo. I would suppose so, since my granny kept the picture.

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A well-worn deck of cards.

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A small wooden box. Inside this box were several interesting things. (you can click the photo to enlarge)

  • A couple of rings (not expensive)
  • A small pink plastic gun
  • Some cuff links
  • A blue flowered brooch
  • A military ribbon/medal?
  • A plastic owl with a leaf attached

I researched the box ad that was on the inside. The box originally contained a Helbros WWII Chrono watch. This company was very involved in war bonds. The ad says: Give Your Time – Victory – and Buy U. S. War Bonds and Savings Stamps.

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Until the next time I look through the box…

Thanks for visiting! Peace ☮️

© 2018 BS

 

Two Souls: Into the Fire # 37

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 37

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TWO SOULS: INTO THE FIRE

warning…adult content

Ghost entered the house, walking down the hall to his bedroom. The door was already opened, the house smelled good…like sage. He smiled, knowing that Steve had burnt the sage for him. In the bedroom, he took off his clothes and got into the bed, with nice clean blankets, only having one twinge of anxiety, before falling asleep. He had no nightmares this night.

Some time later, Steve came in and quietly looked in at Ghost. Going over, he brushed a strand of hair from Ghost’s face and lightly kissed his forehead. He felt a rush of love for this child of wonder. Going to his own room, he fell asleep as soon as he lay down. “Tomorrow, we’ll have a fresh start,” was the last thing he thought about.

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Early the next morning, Steve made coffee, then left Ghost a note by the coffee pot. It said, “I’ve gone to get us some groceries. I’ll be back soon. I love you, Steve.”

Ghost grinned when he read it. He’d have to tease Steve, when he returned. He had written proof now, that Steve loved him. He drank his coffee, and took a long needed shower. Finding some of his old clothes, he put on a soft, well-worn hoodie and a pair of sweatpants, with only a few holes in them.

He was sitting on the old couch, writing in his journal, when Steve came back, huffing and puffing, carrying bags of stuff, and complaining about the long walk. He looked at Ghost still sitting there, and said,

“So, are you just gonna sit there, or are ya gonna help me with this shit?”

Ghost grinned and said, “I’m just gonna sit here and watch you deal with all that shit,” and then had to duck, as Steve lobbed a box of cereal at him.

He grabbed the box and tore it open, grabbing handfuls of the sweet, sugary stuff, spilling some, eating it right from the box.

“Good thing I got the kid cereal. Looks like there’s a little kid up in here today,” Steve said, as he juggled the bags into the kitchen.

“You got this kind ’cause you looove me,” Ghost teased.

“Yeah, right,” Steve hollered from the kitchen.

Ghost came and leaned on the door frame, watching Steve put things away.

“What else ya got in there, anyway?”

“Grown up food, that’s what,” Steve said. “Maybe if you’d grow up, you could have some.”

“Hmmmph,” muttered Ghost. “I’m grown up.”

Steve finished his task, then got himself a bowl of cereal with milk. He looked like he wanted to talk about serious stuff, Ghost thought.

‘I hate to break it to ya, Ghost, but that was the last of the money I had. Guess I’ll have to go back to work at the record store…if Terry will have me.”

“Where’s your car, Steve?” Ghost asked.

Narrowing his eyes, Steve stared hard at Ghost. “It got totaled. Guess you didn’t hear about that, since you were off doing God knows what.” Steve looked at Ghost, and his eyes were not happy.

Ghost didn’t like this turn in the conversation. It was like Steve was accusing him of wrecking his car. Steve continued, with a sharp edge to his words.

“Yeah, I wrecked the son-of-a-bitch…had too much to drink. Coming back here after a binge, drowning myself in alcohol, because I couldn’t find you, Ghost. Wrapped it around a tree on the way back from Raleigh one night. I had to be in the hospital up there for three weeks. I was a mess, broke arm, broke ribs, stitches…but, I guess it was a wake-up call. I haven’t been drinking, at least not as much any more…”

“I’m sorry, Steve. I didn’t know.”

“Yeah? I thought you were supposed to know everything. Well, guess your super powers failed ya this time. Guess it’s my turn to tell you not to say you’re sorry. If it hadn’t been for…” he quit talking then, as he realized what he was doing. He was accusing Ghost, and really, it was his own fault for causing Ghost to leave in the first place. And, he was practically yelling in Ghost’s face.

“Oh, my God, Ghost! None of this is your fault, none of it,” and he wanted to say I’m sorry, but had been warned not to. So he just clamped his mouth shut and stared at the table in front of him.

Ghost turned, leaving the room.

“Why, why, why did I do that?” Steve thought. “Every time I open my mouth something bad comes out, and then it’s too late to take it back. I wind up hurting everyone I know.”

More sarcastic thoughts came into his head…”Well, he asked what happened to the car. He didn’t know, but I didn’t have to tell him all that. Damn!”

He could hear Ghost trying to cry quietly, in the bedroom. Steve sighed as he went to see about him…to try to make things right again.

As he came to the doorway, he saw that Ghost was lying on his back, staring at the ceiling, tears running down into his ears, wetting his hair and pillow. Steve walked over and tried to touch him, but Ghost turned away, then said with a sob…

“God does know what I was off doing, Steve. I was too busy dying to hear about your wreck. But, if I had, I’d have come back to be with you, even when I was dead!”

He turned back toward Steve, wiping the tears from his face, but Steve was already brushing away the tears with his thumbs, cradling Ghost’s face in his hands. He noticed Ghost’s left eye twitching, and wondered about it.

“Ghost, I didn’t mean to make you cry. I never can say things the right way. It comes out all wrong. I’m sorry…yeah, I have to say it, and I mean it. And, I am sorry, too. I’m a sorry son-of-a-bitch for hurting you over and over.”

“I know, Steve,” Ghost said. “I know you don’t mean to, and I try to not let it bother me,” he took a deep breath. “Can we just start over?” he grinned, and again Steve saw his broken tooth..

“Yeah, Ghost, we can start over. At least we can try.”

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Next part coming soon!

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© 2018 BS

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairingsreligious themes, and fantasy horror.

Green Beans – RDP #73 – Fungible

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Green Beans – RDP #73 Fungible

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/08/12/rdp73-fungible/

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Fungible

Okay…I never heard this word before, so I thought it had something to do with mushrooms (fungi). I was wrong. It is to be able to exchange one thing for another like thing. In other words (mine) the whatever things are replaceable with something basically the same kind of thing.

That makes some kind of sense, I think. But, why would you want to change something for another thing, if they are the same? Well, one example given was in the exchange of money…say, change a twenty dollar bill for two ten dollar bills.

Enough of that. It’s getting into numbers and math, and too complicated for me to understand. I have another thought.

What about items that are basically the same, yet not exactly. Would they be fungible? I’m thinking of when you go to the grocery store, and you see a can of green beans (or whatever cans of food), and it is a name brand label. Right next to it is the non-brand label, or generic label can of green beans. Can you say they are fungible, since they are both green beans. What’s the difference?

The price or cost of the item is the difference. I also think the quality and taste of the green beans are different, at least sometimes they are. You never know until you try them both to compare. Either you will stick to the brand name ones, or you’ll decide there is not much difference, and go with the cheaper non-brand can of green beans.

So, the answer to that example is yes and no. Yes, they are the same product, and can be exchanged one for the other, and no, the price is different and so is the taste/quality.

I may be completely wrong on this subject, but there you have it…my opinion.

Actually, I’d rather go with buying fresh green beans, and cooking them until they are tender, and seasoned like you want.

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© 2018 BS

 

Me and You… – Song Lyric Sunday – Drive/Driving

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Song Lyric Sunday Theme for 8/12/18

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Helen has given us the prompt of ‘drive/driving’ for today’s SLS. Thanks, Helen!

There are so many songs in this category it was hard to choose one. However, I did settle on this one, even if it doesn’t mention those driving words. It is all about driving around and enjoying life on the road. If you hear the call of wanderlust, adventures are always just around the corner, waiting for you to find them.

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“Me and You and a Dog Named Boo”, by Lobo, was released in 1971, as a single from his album, “Introducing Lobo”. It is on the Big Tree label, and was written by Roland Kent LaVoie, which is his real name. Lobo is his stage name.

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Lyrics are on the video

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© 2018 BS

 

 

RDP # 72 – Cat

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RDP #72 – Cat

https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/08/11/rdp-72-cat/

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I’ve been meaning to do these Ragtag Daily Prompts, so for my first one today, the word is ‘cat’, and well, I love cats of all kinds.

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This is a picture I painted a long time ago.

I’ve always known the tiger is my spirit animal.

This is a poem I wrote about it years ago.

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Tiger

In misty dreams you came to me

When I was only two or three

A forest dark, and deep, and green

I wondered what my dreams could mean

You were my friend, my Spirit kin

A guardian without, a guardian within

I was born into your year

Tiger Spirit always near

Magnificent eyes, shining bright

I weep at what now’s your plight

Endangered in this cruel world

Victim of the weapons hurled

If only we could be at peace

Return to dreams without surcease

To that mystery forest in the night

We could try to again make it right

I know that you will always be

In my dreams

A part of me

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© 2018 BS

 

Connected -Stream of Consciousness Saturday – SOCS – Bodily Function

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Connected – Stream of Consciousness Saturday – SOCS – Bodily Function

The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 11/18

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Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “bodily function.” Decide on one or write about a whole bunch of bodily functions. Bonus inspiration: here’s a website. Enjoy!

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Linda G. Hill, our SOCS hostess, has given us the prompt of ‘bodily functions’. Thanks, Linda!

This is a weird one, I think, which could go in many different directions. The link above (website), has some really funny sounding words, but they are all real, and have meanings for normal bodily functions.

Anyway…here goes…

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Head, shoulders, knees, and toes…knees, and toes…

No?

The arm bone’s connected to the shoulder bone…

No?

Well, all this talk about connectedness in the body is kind of what we’re learning about in today’s SOCS prompt – bodily functions.

It seems you can’t have one without the other in order to be alive. Right?

The brain functions as the control center of everything and tells your normal bodily functions how to operate. So, if your brain doesn’t tell your muscles and skeleton bones to perform, then you’d not be doing anything. Your heart is a muscle, and keeps things going, but your lungs bring in air to breathe, which is important, too.

See how everything is connected?

Bodily functions have to be in concert with all the individual instruments working in harmony, or you’d cease to exist!

Well, all this stuff about bodily functions being connected, reminds me of the School House Rock song, and how body parts function in conjunction with each other.

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And, here’s how it’s all connected in this fun song…

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© 2018 BS