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SoCS & JusJoJan – A Cold and Windy Day

Today’s post is a combination SoCS and a JusJoJan (rules here) post, both hosted by fellow blogger Linda Hill. Check out Linda’s place to get the scoop on SoCS .

Today’s prompt is as follows:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “let go.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think “let go.” Enjoy!


I woke to a dusting of snow and a cold and blustery day. After fixing a breakfast of eggs, bacon, and grits, I settled into reading my book – The Last Bookshop in London. I am enjoying this story set in London just as Britain joins the war against Germany.

I felt my eyelids turn heavy and I found myself closing my eyes. The heat of the sun coming through our windows made me feel warm and cozy. I felt like my cat who always searched out a sunbeam to enjoy. I could not let go of the warmth of the sun so I succumbed, closing  my book and drifting into a short morning nap.

Now the birds are calling me to feed them. They are enjoying the sun warming the leaves on the trees, but unlike me they are called to eat rather than rest.


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SoCS & JusJoJan – Birthday Wishes

Today’s post is a combination SoCS and a JusJoJan (rules here) post, both hosted by the lovely and talented birthday girl, Linda Hill. Check out Linda’s place to get the scoop on SoCS and wish her a happy birthday while you’re there!

Today’s prompt is as follows:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and my very first birthday-Stream-of-Consciousness-Saturday is: “icing on the cake.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think of the phrase “icing on the cake.” Enjoy!


I love blogging and I love SoCS, but having a chance to celebrate Linda’s birthday is icing on the cake!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LINDA!


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SoCS & JusJoJan – A Rainy Day

Today’s post is a combination SoCS and a JusJoJan (rules here) post, both hosted by the lovely and talented Linda Hill. Check out Linda’s place to get the scoop on SoCS and check out all the great responses.

Today’s prompt is as follows:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “a rainy day.” Write about the first thing that comes to mind when you think of the phrase “a rainy day.” Enjoy!


🎶 Listen to the rhythm of the falling rain…🎶

Remember that song by the Cascades? I love the rain.

I live in the foothills of the Blue Ridge mountains but I grew up in a small valley nestled between three mountains. I loved (and still love) a gentle mountain rain. The kind you get caught in that slowly soaks you from head to toe. The kind of rain that comes on a warm summer day or urges the leaves off the trees in the fall. It is the nostalgic rain that lulls you into a place of good memories and fond thoughts.

I remember so well sitting on the porch at my grandmother’s and watching the rain fall. My sisters and I would lean over the porch wall and ‘wash’ our hair in the rain.

I remember a first kiss on a summer day when soft drops of rain fell from a seemingly cloudless sky. Maybe the first kiss of young love should always be reserved for a warm summer rain.

I remember swimming in the creek and seeing the rain start to move across the mountain. We ran hard to outrun the rain even though we were already as wet as could be.

I remember going home as an adult and deciding to take a walk. “It looks like rain” my dad called out to me. Soon the sky opened up and I took shelter on the porch of an abandoned house. It wasn’t long until I saw my father’s car. He came to save me. It wasn’t the first time he had rescued me. I miss him.


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SoCS & JusJoJan – In the…

Today’s post is a combination SoCS and a JusJoJan (rules here) post, both hosted by the lovely and talented Linda Hill. Check out Linda’s place to get the scoop on SoCS and check out all the great responses.

Today’s prompt is as follows:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “In the.” Start your post with the words “In the” – that’s the prompt! Enjoy!

How about an SoCS fiction piece? This should be fun.


“In the event I should pass under mysterious circumstances, consider our pastor your prime suspect. You will find my will in the safe along with all my stocks and bonds and Grandmother Freidrich’s diamonds.”

“Mom’s crazy.”

“You mean she was crazy.”

“That’s not funny, Tommy. You know Father Stevens had nothing to do with this. You know how mom was always scribbling down ideas for her next book.”

“How would we know? She confided everything in him. Who knows what she told him – or what he told her!”

“Maybe they were having an affair!”

Tommy and Meredith laughed at the idea. Father Stevens with his crooked nose and diminutive stature would never have appealed to their mother. She always demanded the best of everything, and their pastor with the lisp was as unlikely as they get.


Mr. Evans and Father Stevens arrived at the same time. Tommy, Meredith and Father Stevens were all named in the will so all had to be present for the reading. A month had passed since the funeral. It was a beautiful service, one Charlotte Freidrich would have been particularly pleased to attend herself. The church was packed. Charlotte loved a good event after all.

Once all the appropriate greetings had taken place, the three of them took a seat on the couch.

“Children, it seems your mother made a recent change to the will. Father Stevens brought it to my attention shortly after the funeral.”

Meredith and Tommy stared at each other, stunned.

“I, Charlotte Marie Freidrich, being of sound mind and body do declare this my last will and testament. To my children, I leave the estate house along with the 120 acres and associated buildings to be divided equally between them. The remainder of my estate to include all cash, stocks, bonds and jewelry to my spiritual advisor and confidant Father Stevens.”

“I’m afraid that is the will in it’s entirety.” Mr. Evans found it hard to look the children in the eye, but he noticed the smile Reverend Stevens tried to mask.

Tommy squeezed Meredith’s hand while staring at Mr. Evans in disbelief. There was no way to perform an autopsy now that their mother had been cremated and buried.

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SoCS – Resolve or Dissolve

Happy New Year. Today’s post is a combination SoCS and a JusJoJan (rules here) post, both hosted by the lovely and talented Linda Hill. Check out Linda’s place to get the scoop on SoCS and check out all the great responses.

Our first prompt of the new year is as follows:

Your prompt for #JusJoJan and Stream of Consciousness Saturday is: “resolve.” Use it as a noun or a verb. Have fun!


Here we are celebrating the first day of a brand new year. welcome 2022! I hope you are kinder and gentler than your predecessor.

We still have many challenges facing us locally, nationally, and globally, but I think perhaps the biggest challenge might be finding a way to resolve our differences.

If the pandemic taught us anything, it showed us how interconnected we are. There was a time in my life when the other side of the globe seemed distant and almost unreachable. It no longer feels that way.

If we cannot resolve differences with our friends, family, and neighbors, how can we hope to live together in a global community?

My camellias are blooming. They produce beautiful pink, red, and white flowers. But guess what? The squirrels eat the flowers as fast as they appear. Yesterday I was complaining about those @%#& squirrels eating my camellias – then I decided to walk a mile in their tiny little clawed feet. It is winter and the food supply is scarce. So, I have resolved to let the squirrels have their food and I will enjoy the flowers for the short time they are here.

Hopefully, there is a lesson in there somewhere. Resolving our differences does not necessarily mean eliminating those differences. Sometimes it means finding common ground where there does not appear to be any. I call that hope.

“You may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. I hope someday you’ll join us. And the world will live as one.”
John Lennon