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Friday, August 19, 2022

Iconic Sounds

 


Cicadas

A muscle car showing off

A truck downshifting (jake brake)

The wolf call in every horror movie ever made

The owl hoot in every dark forest movie scene

A train whistle from far away

A hawk scream

Crickets on a summer evening

A siren

The roar of a motorcycle gang on the highway

An electric saw from behind the neighbor’s garage door

Crows in the corn field

Popcorn on the stove, in the microwave, at the theatre

A distant dog bark during an awkward silence

A fresh coke fizzing

The pop of a champagne bottle opening

The high pitch from a boiling tea kettle on the stove

The drone of a single engine airplane

The rev or a jet

Heated air pushed into a hot air balloon

A pig squeal

Cattle mooing and cowboys yelling

Foot steps on gravel

The step on a loose floorboard

Hammering

A door slam

The elongated bent whistle of a train passing by

A tree falling in the woods

Rain on pavement

A cat yowl

Rain on a tin roof

A water fall

A battleship alarm

A cruise ship horn

A tractor in the field

An airplane engine revving up on the runway

Old chugging steam engine

Snow plow clicking along the highway

The Girl from Ipanema playing in the elevator

An oozing saxophone in a sleezy mystery movie

The bottle cap popping of a bottle of soda





View



I love a view

I love different views of different things

Sometimes you need a different view to understand

- what's wrong

- where the thing is that someone else is viewing

- get the full effect

- why someone does what they do

I love a room with a view

I love the view from my kitchen window, sometimes blocked by elderberry bushes, but always seeing deer, birds, rabbits and the occasional fox, raccoon, coyote, neighbor looking for their dog

I love the view God gives me about life. His view it the only true view and my poor human, sinful brain cannot comprehend most of how God wants me to view His world and His plan, but that's what practicing faith is all about.

To view people as God views them

To view my life and purpose as God views them

To view myself as God sees me

To view my situation, trouble, issues, circumstances, relationships, as God views them.

That's the view I want


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Thursday, August 18, 2022

It's Here!!

 

cover by Emerald Bee Creations

My copies just arrived today. The Porch is available in paperback and on Kindle. 

It's been a long journey, but worth it.

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In my novel, a lost young outsider is adopted into a strange new family and is pulled into the family’s biggest battle to protect home, land, and identity.

Take a look at this new offering and buy if you can! Thank you!

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Thank you Snow Dragon Publishing!

Thank you Emerald Bee Creations!





Friday, August 12, 2022

Forget



Did you forget?

Yes, yes I did.

So here we are 30 minutes before bedtime clearing out the brain and thinking about forgetting. 

How ironic.

And, it's not on purpose, really. I read the prompt this morning, really, I did, and I thought about it for a while, then ... life

and I forgot

That's been happening to me a lot.

Thank goodness for lists

paper

on my phone

on a notebook in the kitchen

in my day timer on my desk

on the sticky note shoved in my purse

lost in the texts of the last few days

in full notebooks stashed away in a box to go through later

so 

many 

lists

and I still forget

but I remembered

and so I will remain positive about my aging brain.

Yes, I forget, just like children forget to put their clothes away and take out the garbage.

But I remembered.


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Friday, August 5, 2022

Together



TOGETHER – another fun day at FMF!

I’m an introvert. Extreme introvert.

But that doesn’t mean I don’t like being with people, especially my family.

It’s just better together.

And after the togetherness, and I have to take a break from the noise, I think back and feel wonderful

Because we were together.

Together with my Turany family at the cabin by the lake, fishing, watching my dad smoke bass, eating lots of good food, taking naps when I wanted.

Together with my immediate family, camping, going on lots of trips to the ocean, Yellowstone, Canada, Bryce Canyon, Grand Canyon, Prescott, Mexico, Wisconsin Paulsen Country, swimming, eating lots of good food, trying out the new restaurants in Phoenix, shopping, reading, cooking.

Together with my brother going on adventures in the neighborhood, catching lizards, building Indian ruins in the back yard, playing in the water on irrigation day.

Together with my best friend, Connie, talking at her house for hours until her brother told us to shut up, learning crocheting and macrame, swapping hamsters, surviving grade school.

Together with my best friend, Cathy, in high school, marching and concert band, fending off the evil note writers, walking around campus, NOT talking about classes, going to swimming parties and Farrol’s Ice Cream Parlor.

Together with my small support crew in college, Cindy, Edith, Steve, Bill, Mark, Vicky, Kim, … commiserating about the tough classes, joking about the professor who thought he was god, visiting each other’s houses, eating meals together, watching everyone else get engaged.

Together with my best friend and husband, planning life, doing fun things, raising kids, taking trips, struggling with bills, rent, mortgage, job loss, sickness, troubles, fears … life.

Together is what I look forward to – all my best friends together again – in the final happy home.

 

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