Holding on to the ten things of thankful that define me in life’s ups and downs grounds me like a rock to the earth. I’m thankful each week for Josie who offers the platform for this thankful community to share gratitude and life.
Gratitude is my rock.
Time for a story in six.
The transition from our friend Zoe as host of this blog hop to our friend Denise, has been smooth. The rules are the same: one story, any genre, six sentences only. (Thank goodness for punctuation). Each week we gather to share a story based on a cue given each Sunday evening by our host. Sometimes, (rarely) I have a story neatly written in advance, just ready to publish, sometimes I wing it the morning of. This week I jotted some notes early in the week, and wrote the sentences today.
Hey, there. I know I haven’t been around the web this week. I’m taking a big exhale and trying to catch up. At least ten times this week I’ve acknowledged gratitude in my life. It seems that during times of stress, unfortunate events and emotional difficulties, the best way to stay in the present and deal, is to count things of thankful. It was all fun and games until
A is for Atrium
This photo was taken at the local hospital where my husband had recent emergency surgery. The atrium in the new main entrance wing is spectacular. Remember to look up.
I’m posting early this week. We’ll be sharing lots of family fun this weekend, so I wanted to put this up early.
Where there’s smoke, there’s fire.
Jake and Tonya unlocked the door to the cabin in the woods, shedding the stress of the city and their high-profile jobs along with their outerwear.
They both noticed the kindling and wood on the hearth of the large stone fireplace, and Tonya said, “Do you know how to build a fire?”
“Sure,” said Jake, “I was a boy scout way back and built many on the camping trips we took; you go rustle up some wine and cheese and I’ll get this thing going.”
He began to build a bed for the flames, kindling first with some rolled up newspaper under the grate, then dried pine logs, and finally hardwood to keep the fire roaring all night long.
He struck a match and lit the paper on the bottom of the pile and the room instantly filled with smoke, causing him to cough, his eyes to sting and the smoke detector to scream.
Tonya came out of the kitchen waving a towel and shouting “The damper, did you open the damper so the fire would vent up the chimney?”
It’s a party. Come visit Girlie On The Edge, the new host of this fun blog hop. Do you have six – a hexagon of sentences or poem lines or words?
My world through the lens of my iPhone camera.
For the last few years I’ve participated in the A-Z blogging challenge each April, sharing a post a day. The first year it was recipes, the next, Six Sentence Stories and last year it was photos.
I enjoyed last year’s theme immensely; I learned to keep my eyes open and my camera ready for anything. I will again be sharing photos of the world around me taken with my iPhone camera, corresponding to the letters of the alphabet for the month of April, beginning April 1, 2018, on this new blog.
Each day I will share a photo with a few words describing the who, what, where of the content. A fast, easy read; hope you’ll stop by and visit.