Using the Words ~ Rantipole ;)

A partial repeat - and using the Words. The Wednesday hex hit again. I copy/pasted this from River's blog Tuesday evening, fully expecting to write something Wednesday - which was then tomorrow, now it's the day before yesterday ;)

River wrote:
Since it becomes Wednesday in some parts of the world while it is still Tuesday here, i am providing the prompts now, so you can work on them and post them when it's Wednesday where you are.

This week’s prompts are:
Mood
Peanut
Weakness
Novel
Ride
Jump
    and/or the following archaic or seldom used words
Asunder (apart)
Nary (none)
Rantipole (behaving in a romping or rude manner)

I also made the mistake of reading Mimi's story ... I might succeed in writing something later on ... well Peanuts sparked off this rant!

I'm not in the mood to write anything. I'm bothered and bitter and someone even ate all the peanuts. Peanuts are one of my weaknesses, I have loads of weaknesses, but none of the others are to be found either - of course. This is not novel, as I do the shopping, and know what not to stock. Now if I want something to munch on, I'll have to go for a ride on my bike, or jump on the bus to town.
    Well nothing is falling asunder just because there's no peanuts, or crackers, or gummies for me to munch on. Nary a person ever died from no crackers, and no matter how much I'd rather sit here or go and be the proverbial old rantipole down at the bus stop because my bus line is temporarily re-routed (the water-works digging) I'd better get off my behind and go paint my bathroom where I repaired some holes, cut down the creeping vine threatening my spouts, bake a cake for tomorrow, or some of the gazillion other things on my to-do list.
    Ahh! this rant helped. I feel better now, and off I'll go and paint. See you, and thanks for reading.

 

Words for Wednesday :: Only the Words :: August 19

The Wednesday hex hit again. I copy/pasted this from River's blog Tuesday evening, fully expecting to write something Wednesday - which was then tomorrow, now it's yesterday ;)

River wrote:
Since it becomes Wednesday in some parts of the world while it is still Tuesday here, i am providing the prompts now, so you can work on them and post them when it's Wednesday where you are.

This week’s prompts are:
Mood
Peanut
Weakness
Novel
Ride
Jump
    and/or the following archaic or seldom used words
Asunder (apart)
Nary (none)
Rantipole (behaving in a romping or rude manner)

Now I made the mistake of reading Mimi's story ... I migth succeed in writing something later on ...



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Tuesday's Wordle. I'd still like a "Sea of Yellow" achievement.

Wordle 1.886 4/6
⬜⬜🟨🟨⬜
⬜⬜🟨⬜⬜
⬜🟨⬜⬜⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩

En tiltrængt fejring ~ A much needed Celebration.

I dag fejrer vi en trofast gammel ven. Alle - eller i hvert fald de fleste - danskere tager sådan én i hånden ofte. Selv dem, der ikke tror at de gør det, bruger den mindst hver fjerde år.

Jeg taler om Vikingblyanten. Her som valgblyant.

 -- 💛✍💙 --

Today we celebrate an old friend. We all use it, more or less frequently, and in Denmark it is to be found in every election booth.

We're talking of the #2 pencil.

For noget tid siden diskuterede vi med en kunstner. Han var - ligesom jeg - af den opfattelse, at håndskrift og kreativitet - og måske endda personlig udvikling - hænger sammen. Og at den afgørende faktor her er finmotorisk udøvelse og træning, sagt på en anden måde, håndskrift.
    Vi var også enige om at den sekskantede blyant var uovertruffen, man sider jo og drejer rundt, når man skriver, især i indlæringsfasen. Det er derfor, jeg før i tiden pillede de der trekantede "skrivehjælpere" af Ugleungernes blyanter, og i stedet købte dem nogle tykke, gode (og dyre!) sekskantede blyanter når de startede i skolen. Og derfor jeg insisterede på at de skulle skrive "linjer" hver dag - de har hadet det. Og derfor at jeg, når Wordle eller andre rebusser driller mig - griber til papir og blyant. Der er bare en anden, umiddelbar genvej mellem hånd og ånd når man sidder med en blyant, end der er gennem et tastatur.
    Han gjorde mig opmærksom på noget, jeg kun underbevidst havde registreret; nemlig at den her velkendte, motorik- og håndskriftvenlige sag - den sekskantede skoleblyant - var blevet uhyre svær at få fat på.
    Forleden var jeg i en boghandel i andet ærinde, og søreme. Viking, nej den var "udmeldt af sortimentet". Det vil sige, at den kan man nu kun købe ét sted i København, og så på nettet. Der kan den til gengæld fås i alle regnbuens farver oven i købet med navn på.

Some time ago, we had a discussion with an artist. He was – like I am – of the opinion that handwriting and creativity – and perhaps even personal development – are linked. And that the determining factor is the practice and training of fine motor skills while thinking; in other words, handwriting.
    We also agreed that the hexagonal pencil is superior; you turn it round and round while writing, especially when you’re learning. That’s why, back in the days, I always removed those triangular ‘writing aids’ from the Owlets’ pencils and instead bought them thick, good-quality (and expensive!) hexagonal pencils when they started school. And that’s why I insisted they should write ‘lines’ every day – they’ve hated it. And that’s why, when Wordle or other word puzzles get tough, I reach for pen and paper. There’s simply a different, more immediate connection between hand and mind while writing with a pencil than there is via a keyboard.
    He drew my attention to something I’d only subconsciously noticed: that this well-known, motor-skills and handwriting friendly item – the hexagonal school pencil – was getting harder and harder to find.
    The other day I was in a bookshop on another errand, and lo and behold. I asked for Viking pencils. The answer: – Sorry, it has been discontinued. That means you can only buy it in one place in Copenhagen, and then online. There, on the other hand, it’s available in every colour of the rainbow, and imprinted with a name of ypour choice on it to boot.

 -- 💛✍💙 --

Må jeg slå et slag for at vi begynder at efterspørge denne sekskantede klassiker, købe den, bruge den og give den som gave. Gerne i farver og med navn eller lignende.

 -- 💛 - - 💙 --

May I suggest that we start asking for this hexagonal classic, buying it, using it and giving it as a gift? Preferably in different colours and with the recipients' name on it.

Billeder fra Vikings hjemmeside   --  💛 LINK 💙  --  All photos from Viking's Homepage

Poetry Monday :: Sunny Days

Every Monday is Poetry Monday.

Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017; later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
    Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
    Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.

The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well. 

  I have something to ask of you: If you read this and the poetry of others via the links, would you please leave a comment.
  Half - if not more - the fun of these challenges is receiving the responses of others.

Today the prompt is  Sunny Days. This is a nice prompt. We have had lots of sunny days so far.

Sunny Days
Our sunny days now take a break
with clouds and showers coming here.
But this is fine, our tiny lake
has sunken down from here 一 to there__.

But when the lake again is full
I hope the clouds will run away!
It's not yet time for shoes and wool
we need more sunshine, bright and gay.

- - - - - Coming Prompts - - - - -

August  24  - Photography
August  31  - Xerophyte
September 7 My culture
September 14 Beach huts
September 21 Solstice
September 28 Bonfire
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Blue :: Sunday Selection ~ Colour26

It started off innocently with blue arrows and squiggles sprayed on the tarmac.
Det begyndte uskyldigt nok med blå pile og underlige symboler på asfalten.

"My" arrow - and very dusty shoe!  ~ "Min" pil, og meget støvede sko!


Then came the signs and so on.
Så kom skiltene og alt det andet.

Now every arrow has its own small excavation. Tomorrow: My arrow. New water pipes are installed.
Nu har hver pil sin egen lille udgravning. I morgen er det min pil, der står for tur. Vi får lagt nye vandledninger.

And they're BLUE! ~ Og de er BLÅ!