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SoCS – Homophones?

 

Linda is living off the grid today but sadly not by choice. Dan is filling in the give us our prompt for the week and a chance to earn a free drink at the bar courtesy of of Daivd (although I am not confident David knows he has been offered to be such a benefactor.)  Pop over to Dan’s post on Linda’s blog to get the rules then join in on the SoCS fun!

Today’s prompt is as follows:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “cent/scent/sent.” Use them in any form you like. Use one, use two or use them all. Bonus points if you use all three, and Cheryl will put your next drink on David’s tab. I know, you used to get bonus points for two, but inflation… Enjoy!


Where, oh, where will my rambling mind go? Should I try to tackle these in order according to the prompt or go completely wild?

My mother was famous for saying “If I want your two cents, I’ll ask for it!” which we knew to really mean we should butt out of the conversation. A few weeks ago I had to do a little research to find the cent symbol (¢) on my iPhone and iPad. It is under the dollar sign ($) in case you we’re wondering. Will we need that symbol if pennies go away? Do you think pennies will ever go away? We seem to have a lot of them.

I never saw that movie “Scent of a Woman” but some say it is one of Pacino’s best performances. Maybe I should finally sit down and watch it.

Speaking of scents, many people have perfumesmor colognes they like. I, myself, also have scents I don’t care for. Back in the 60s, I wore Wind Song (remember that commercial?), Tigress, and Love’s Baby Soft. Then in the 70s, I went through my hippie phase and wore a lot of musk oil. Then, I wore Tabu almost exclusively. Adult me finally settled on Chloe. I still love the scent, but retired me does not wear perfume much anymore. Hubby is allergic and I am sensitive to strong smells now.

Have you noticed we like to say all good things seem to be ‘heaven sent’? We don’t usually refer to bad things being sent from hell but when someone is overly determined todo something no matter the cost we say they are hell-bent.

Just to mix things up again, there was once a perfume by the name ‘Heaven Sent’ made by Dana, the same company that made my favorite for years – Tabu. They also made ‘Love’s Baby Soft’. Hmmmm! In my early budget, they cost more than a few cents, I can tell you that. But can we really put a price on the perfect scent?

All I know is this duo may have been heaven sent in my opinion. They were two of the greats as far as I am concerned.

 

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SoCS – Picture This

I guess Linda meant it when she talked about changing behavior. Who thought we would have a photo type prompt today! Visit Linda’s blog to get all the SoCS rules then join in on the SoCS fun!

Today’s prompt is as follows:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a picture from wherever.” When you sit down to write your post, find a picture, whether in a magazine, newspaper, or even product packaging. Write whatever thought or emotion the picture provokes. Enjoy!


Cover of Prairie Moon Nursery Catalog

In the spring we always go on the hunt for native plants. Even our best local nurseries sell a lot of non-native ornamental plants. It is perhaps a small effort for our local environment but an important one. I think we often discount the beauty of our natives species for the showy colors of plants imported from other places.

I was struck by the hummingbird on the photo. Our flowering season was so short this year. We had only one or two hummingbirds and sadly they seem to have disappeared. The hummingbirds are my favorite sign of spring. So many of these beautiful birds are dying because of poorly maintained feeders. We put out hummingbird feeders but we are very careful to keep the feeders clean and refreshed – this will be especially important during the predicted heat wave coming next week.

I am sad to see our native dogwoods choked out by non native wisteria. We have about 3 acres of land, most of which is woodland. In the spring we walk it before it becomes too overgrown and every year more and more nandina bushes appear. Their red toxicberries are a threat to the birds and wildlife. I see more and more Bradford pear trees dotting our landscape and integrated into our woodland environment. People forget the wind and the birds and animals spread these seeds far and wide. We have to do our part to minimize this danger.

And that leaves us with the pizzly bear. Have you heard of it? It is a cross between grizzly bear and a polar bear thought to be a result of polar bears moving further south to find new food sourced due to global warming.

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SoCS – As a Matter of Hat

Even after achieving additional fame as a published author, Linda still has time to offer us a prompt for SoCS. Drop in and read her good news then join in on the SoCS fun! CONGRATULATIONS, LINDA!

Today’s prompt is as follows:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “hat.” Use it literally or metaphorically. Have fun!


In our family, there seems to be a trait of which everyone seems to inherit or not. I call it the “Come Live With Me” gene. My siblings always seemed to have someone outside of their family living with them. Now, don’t get me wrong, it is honorable. They always took in kids at odds with their parents, boyfriends/girlfriends, aunts, distant cousins, etc.

I did not inherit this gene. Nor did my mother. We both felt guests had a freshness and an expire date. I will admit to having children come home off and on, but that’s different. That’s immediate family. (My mom would tell you even children coming back home had an expire date.) so, when I saw Linda’s prompt today, I thought of my mother and one of her favorite phrases.

Here’s your hat, what’s your hurry?

Enjoy the photos on your way out. 😏😁😂

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SoCS – Say, What?

Linda is sending us back to our childhood in what I am calling Sentimental Saturday SOCS style. Curious what it is all about – then check out Linda’s post for all the details. Why not jump on the bandwagon?

Today’s prompt is as follows:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “a phrase you grew up with.” Include in your post a phrase your mom/dad/grandparent/sibling used all the time when you were growing up, or just write whatever inspires you based on that phrase. Enjoy!


I tried to think of a phrase maybe not so well know – something from my Appalachian roots. Once I stopped thinking so hard, it came to me.

Every baby and every child had a “play purty” or play pretty although it was never pronounced that way. It was a name fir a toy or something given to a child to play with like a rattle or someone’s car keys.

It was not a phrase used just for babies – or children for that matter although that was the original intent.

A new car, a new bike, new jewelry, or even a new fella could be colloquially described as a new play purty.

It makes me smile to remember my parents teasing me about a new play purty when I started dating although I am sure it embarrassed me at the time

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SoCS – A Messenger

Linda has again thrown down the gauntlet asking us to tax our brains and write stream of consciousness. Curious what it is all about – then check out Linda’s post for all the details. Why not jump on the bandwagon?

Today’s prompt is as follows:

Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “too/to/two.” Use one, use ’em all, bonus points if you use all three. Extra bonus points if you start your post with one. Enjoy!


Hubby was up before me this morning. When he heard me get up, he said “Come down here quick – and hurry!” My knees don’t do anything quick in the morning but I came down the stairs as quick as I could to see him standing at the back windows with his camera focused on something. As I approached I saw an Indigo Bunting pecking around on the ground.

The first time I saw an Indigo Bunting here was shortly after my sister passed away. I have not seen one since, but now this sighting makes two times this bird has come to visit.

My sister lived deeper in the country than I do. She always had Indigo Buntings come to visit her. she fed the birds faithfully, too.

When the bird appeared after her death, it brought me great comfort, as if she was telling me she was okay. The strange thing is, my husband and I were just talking a few days ago, remarking about how we had not seen an Indigo Bunting since that first time, and voilà. It was a moment, over in a flash.

I see you, Sis. I see you.