Knickknacks balls of twine old buttons, my lint collection the spaces between my teeth make for whistling, or echoes of what I forgot to brush, when I was young, Mostly odds and ends my drawers are filled with them memories, light-bulbs, rubber bands pictures of you, and me Things that can’t won’t be discarded…… Continue reading Odds & Ends – Notthedane56
Previously posted June 11th, 2016 I called your name from the opening of the front door. It was unlocked when I arrived, and that was odd, since you were terrified of strangers breaking in at any time of day or night… You didn’t respond, which seemed even stranger. I called a second time, almost…… Continue reading Mountain man… (Part four)
When temperature drops below -20 Celcius, you have three choices, in Freezingland. Stay in. (most reasonable pick, if you ask me… but hard to take when you have to work to put butter and bread on the table… or anything else you might enjoy eating for that matter) Get out as if it was still…… Continue reading Fighting Mr Frost…
I long told myself that I would never, ever be pretentious enough to give new bloggers advices, or worse, be pompous to the point I would feel like I can help established bloggers… You thought I was about to say that I changed my mind, right? Mouahahahahahaah Nope! I am in no position to tell…… Continue reading Want a little action?
Do you know Trina? No? That’s good enough a reason to come over, mix & mingle, get to know her, her regular party-buds (like your one and only!) and the new faces that come by… Come on, a good Meet & Greet is always good to promote your latest work and see what others have…… Continue reading Weekly meeting at Trina’s…
“A simple cut of the scissors” she said, but I was hesitant to say the least, She spent the day cutting this and that paper, chicken legs the odd photo, or two carefully along the edges along the lines, “You won’t even feel it”, she giggled, as she cut her steak with very deliberate…… Continue reading One Small Cut – Notthedane56
We’re all afraid of something. It is natural. Fear (when it is not overwhelming) is a way to protect us from doing stupid dangerous things. Being scared is an innate tool to stay alive and as un-hurt as possible. I must say, that all in all, I am not someone who has a lot…… Continue reading What are you afraid of?
When you tell someone you dream about Italy, Greece or Australia, people here usually nod in agreement, and understand. When your heart belongs in Denmark, things are different. For some reason, I have to explain why. What’s so special about Denmark anyway? And I am always a little confused when I have to give…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox
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I promised I’d be back with part 2 of our (supposed to be) 48 hours snowstorm. Mother Nature apparently went back order during the night, because when I got up just before noon, it wasn’t snowing anymore. We got about 6 inches, but I admit I was expecting more from this first real storm.…… Continue reading For all of you, snow cravers… Update
