Wordle 1.819 4/6
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Dear readers and co-bloggers, I am still only sporadically allowed to post comments on Blogger-blogs - including my own.
While waiting for an update to remedy this, know that I'm still reading and enjoying your blogs, and even if this situation is discouraging I'll try to post regularly.
fredag den 12. juni 2026
Friday Wordling ~ Updated with Solution!!!
Today again a solve with only greens. It looks fun. After midnight the solution will be added :)
Wordle 1.819 4/6
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Wordle 1.819 4/6
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onsdag den 10. juni 2026
Words for Wednesday ~ Only the Words
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over as a moveable feast with many participants supplying the Words.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.
This month the words are given by Hilary Melton-Butcher and can be found at River's blog: Drifting through Life
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
Baker
Canoe
Gable
Training
Rot
And/Or:
Lily-livered
Provisions
Barley
Arrow
Border
As I did not see the words until now and will be out of home all day, no writing will happen today, I hope for tomorrow.
I had to look up Lily-livered. My guess was correct, but the explanation is interesting. Thanks to Merriam-Webster:
The basis of the word lily-livered lies in an old belief. Years ago, people thought that health and temperament were the products of a balance or imbalance of four bodily fluids, or humors: blood, phlegm, black bile, and yellow bile. It was believed that a deficiency of yellow bile, or choler, the humor that governed anger, spirit, and courage, would leave a person's liver colorless or white. Someone with this deficiency, and so white-livered, would be spiritless and a coward. Lily-livered and white-livered have been used synonymously since the 17th century, but lily-livered is now the more common expression, probably because of its alliteration.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.
This month the words are given by Hilary Melton-Butcher and can be found at River's blog: Drifting through Life
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
Baker
Canoe
Gable
Training
Rot
And/Or:
Lily-livered
Provisions
Barley
Arrow
Border
As I did not see the words until now and will be out of home all day, no writing will happen today, I hope for tomorrow.
I had to look up Lily-livered. My guess was correct, but the explanation is interesting. Thanks to Merriam-Webster:
The basis of the word lily-livered lies in an old belief. Years ago, people thought that health and temperament were the products of a balance or imbalance of four bodily fluids, or humors: blood, phlegm, black bile, and yellow bile. It was believed that a deficiency of yellow bile, or choler, the humor that governed anger, spirit, and courage, would leave a person's liver colorless or white. Someone with this deficiency, and so white-livered, would be spiritless and a coward. Lily-livered and white-livered have been used synonymously since the 17th century, but lily-livered is now the more common expression, probably because of its alliteration.
mandag den 8. juni 2026
Poetry Monday :: Two Minute Sketch
Poetry Monday is a blogging game invented long ago. Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings
and I are keeping it alive until Diane @ On the Border returns home
from her break of health and relaxation, travelling the world with
her husband as far as we can tell.
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Today's prompt is: 2 Minute Sketch
And as usual, when I'm busy and my brain is balky, I go for small is beautiful. Today a Haiku.
A Two Minute Sketch
is too short a drawing
Life is short, art long.
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
June 15 - Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 - Lily
Jun 29 - Northern light
Jul July 5 - Moody
July 12 - Bonsai tree
July 19 - Telescope
July 26 - Anemone.
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Today's prompt is: 2 Minute Sketch
And as usual, when I'm busy and my brain is balky, I go for small is beautiful. Today a Haiku.
A Two Minute Sketch
is too short a drawing
Life is short, art long.
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
June 15 - Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 - Lily
Jun 29 - Northern light
Jul July 5 - Moody
July 12 - Bonsai tree
July 19 - Telescope
July 26 - Anemone.
søndag den 7. juni 2026
Today's Wordle Ordinary Words can be very Tough ~ Part 2
Sunday Selection & Colour26
Today's Wordle had an answer I'm sure we all know!
I just could not wrap my brain around those letters and have a normal, English word as the result. When finally I got it, I felt very slow.
Wordle 1.814 6/6
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And a Photo. Pink, but not quite Razzmatazz.
Unfortunately they were not my size.
Oh, you want to see the solution ... scroll down, then.
I just could not wrap my brain around those letters and have a normal, English word as the result. When finally I got it, I felt very slow.
Wordle 1.814 6/6
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And a Photo. Pink, but not quite Razzmatazz.
Unfortunately they were not my size.
Oh, you want to see the solution ... scroll down, then.
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onsdag den 3. juni 2026
Words for Wednesday June 3 & IWSG
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over as a moveable feast with many participants supplying the Words.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.
This month the words are given by Hilary Melton-Butcher and can be found at River's blog: Drifting through Life
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
Sculpture
Amendment
Timeline
Bog
Castle
and/or:
Sword
Crew
Buffalo
Forest
Variation
These words just did not speak to me at all. But as the 'rules' also say: "Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them" I went with none and continued my story of The Effervescent Water.
Part one
Part two
Part three
Marja and Paula, the two Birch sisters, fervently wished they were invisible. The effervescent water had chased away any vestige of the Dream Drops, and they were now facing an angry Thora.
"Paula and Marja! Why are you here on The Farm if you just wish to dream your days away?" Thora asked, "We have had no problem filling the school, and we have had to say no to some children - or actually we never got to ask them. I hope you have a very good explanation."
"Do we?" Marja asked her bigger sister. Paula looked at Marja, then back at Thora, and slowly shook her head. "No," she said in a low voice filled with despair. "I, we .. no I can't explain."
"Then let's start somewhere else," Thora said. "How often have you been using Dream Drops here at the Farm?"
"Today was the first time ever," Marja said. "At least I never tried it before."
"And you, Paula?" Thora said looking at the elder of the Birch sisters.
"Same, I never tried them before today."
"Please give me the rest of them!" Thora said and held out her hand.
Paula reached into her skirt pocket and found a small paper bag and emptied the contents into Thora's hand. There they lay, looking just like candy, drop shaped and of the same enticing colour as crispy, ripe apples. They even smelled temptingly like apples.
"And from where did you get those Dream Drops?" Thora asked, a bit mollified by Paula's ready compliance.
June 3 question - Do most of your story ideas come from one place (the news, dreams, etc.) or do they hit from all over the place?
My answer - My inspiration and story ideas come from literally all over the place. An overheard conversation, a photo, a smell, biking through the woods ... and as today from the prompts in Words for Wednesday.
For this story the Effervescent water comes from the prompts from May 6, and the Dream Drops comes from Heaven knows where. I no longer remember the idea for the Birch sisters - probably just from Koivu, their last name meaning Birch. Thora's name comes from an Icelandic lady of my wider family, and her person and demeanor is an idealized version of one of my teachers at school. The Farm proper is a real building from a place I visited frequently as a child, remade into a school of magic - and this idea comes from many books and my wanting to learn to fly and brew potions from very small.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.
This month the words are given by Hilary Melton-Butcher and can be found at River's blog: Drifting through Life
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
Sculpture
Amendment
Timeline
Bog
Castle
and/or:
Sword
Crew
Buffalo
Forest
Variation
These words just did not speak to me at all. But as the 'rules' also say: "Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them" I went with none and continued my story of The Effervescent Water.
Part one
Part two
Part three
Marja and Paula, the two Birch sisters, fervently wished they were invisible. The effervescent water had chased away any vestige of the Dream Drops, and they were now facing an angry Thora.
"Paula and Marja! Why are you here on The Farm if you just wish to dream your days away?" Thora asked, "We have had no problem filling the school, and we have had to say no to some children - or actually we never got to ask them. I hope you have a very good explanation."
"Do we?" Marja asked her bigger sister. Paula looked at Marja, then back at Thora, and slowly shook her head. "No," she said in a low voice filled with despair. "I, we .. no I can't explain."
"Then let's start somewhere else," Thora said. "How often have you been using Dream Drops here at the Farm?"
"Today was the first time ever," Marja said. "At least I never tried it before."
"And you, Paula?" Thora said looking at the elder of the Birch sisters.
"Same, I never tried them before today."
"Please give me the rest of them!" Thora said and held out her hand.
Paula reached into her skirt pocket and found a small paper bag and emptied the contents into Thora's hand. There they lay, looking just like candy, drop shaped and of the same enticing colour as crispy, ripe apples. They even smelled temptingly like apples.
"And from where did you get those Dream Drops?" Thora asked, a bit mollified by Paula's ready compliance.
. . . . . To be continued
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June 3 question - Do most of your story ideas come from one place (the news, dreams, etc.) or do they hit from all over the place?My answer - My inspiration and story ideas come from literally all over the place. An overheard conversation, a photo, a smell, biking through the woods ... and as today from the prompts in Words for Wednesday.
For this story the Effervescent water comes from the prompts from May 6, and the Dream Drops comes from Heaven knows where. I no longer remember the idea for the Birch sisters - probably just from Koivu, their last name meaning Birch. Thora's name comes from an Icelandic lady of my wider family, and her person and demeanor is an idealized version of one of my teachers at school. The Farm proper is a real building from a place I visited frequently as a child, remade into a school of magic - and this idea comes from many books and my wanting to learn to fly and brew potions from very small.
mandag den 1. juni 2026
Poetry Monday :: No Poetry Edition ~
Colour26 & Wordle - Solution!
Today it's Poetry Monday, and the prompt is Blue.
Today I've been away plant dyeing all day. And no, we did not dye Blue, butt a pretty reddish brown.
Today I solved the Wordle with only Greens again. The answer was not Blue either. Chili is Red.
Because of the solution, my post won't go live until midnight.
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Today it's the first of June. The colour of the month is Razzmatazz, which most of us, including Mimi's Little Annie and River's twins would simply call Pink. Even if the colour of Our Lady normally is Blue, this was the colour of the flowers I picked for her today.
A whole post with neither Blue nor any Poetry. I hope you'll forgive me.
My comments are still mostly not posting - even here. And if they do post, half of them dissapear without trace.
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
June 8 - 2 minute Sketch
June 15 - Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 - Lily
Jun 29 - Northern light
Today I've been away plant dyeing all day. And no, we did not dye Blue, butt a pretty reddish brown.
Today I solved the Wordle with only Greens again. The answer was not Blue either. Chili is Red.
Because of the solution, my post won't go live until midnight.
.
Today it's the first of June. The colour of the month is Razzmatazz, which most of us, including Mimi's Little Annie and River's twins would simply call Pink. Even if the colour of Our Lady normally is Blue, this was the colour of the flowers I picked for her today.
A whole post with neither Blue nor any Poetry. I hope you'll forgive me.
My comments are still mostly not posting - even here. And if they do post, half of them dissapear without trace.
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
June 8 - 2 minute Sketch
June 15 - Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 - Lily
Jun 29 - Northern light
lørdag den 30. maj 2026
Today's Wordle ~ Ordinary Words can be very Tough
Wordle 1.806 5/6
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The solution:
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torsdag den 28. maj 2026
Today's Wordle
Today I feel either proud, stupid, or just plain stubborn.
In the end I had the first two and the last two letters, but I could not, as in absolutely NOT find such a word, I then just typed in First two - Next not-grey letter from the keyboard - Last two.
And I found the solution this way.
And it was a totally new to me word.
Wordle 1.804 5/6
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In the end I had the first two and the last two letters, but I could not, as in absolutely NOT find such a word, I then just typed in First two - Next not-grey letter from the keyboard - Last two.
And I found the solution this way.
And it was a totally new to me word.
Wordle 1.804 5/6
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onsdag den 27. maj 2026
Words for Wednesday ~ May 27
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually
taken over as a moveable feast with many participants supplying the Words.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to our mind.
This month the words are to be found at Mimi's blog: Messymimi's Meanderings.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
Hand
Useful
Panic
Horse
Shape
Sharp
And/Or:
Nuisance
Boredom
Quizzical
History
Warfare
Hair
And A Bonus Set Of Words:
Notification
Money
Cotton
Spray
Clock
Mug
Short story using the first two or three words from each batch.
Sometimes, when I do not have to use my hands for something useful, I relax by solving a Rubic's Cube. It is sometimes a nuisance to solve, but boredom is not a word, I connect with the cube.
I learned how to solve it on a long Interrail journey from Copenhagen to Paris, many, many years ago. Recently I have learned a new, faster method.
Once upon a time my quizzical mind wanted to combine The Rubic's Cube and Pentominoes.
Notification for those wanting to try: It's impossible, and you'd lose your money if you held against me betting on this.
I once made a mock up of my dream-cube.
You see the Pentominoes Z and W on the blue/green faces, T and P on the red/orange faces, and F and X on the yellow/white faces.
PS: I'm still haunted by "Bloogers" and still cannot always comment, sometimes I can't even reply to your comments here on my blog.
I suspect many of you have the same problems, as there's even less than the usual number of comments on any post here.
Know that I read and enjoy still, and hope that you do the same.
And today's Wordle was really fun for me ... I was afraid of running out of guesses, but I made it
Wordle 1.803 5/6
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⬜🟨🟨🟨⬜
🟩🟩🟩⬜⬜
🟩🟩🟩⬜⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to our mind.
This month the words are to be found at Mimi's blog: Messymimi's Meanderings.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
Panic
Horse
Shape
Sharp
And/Or:
History
Warfare
Hair
And A Bonus Set Of Words:
Cotton
Spray
Clock
Mug
Short story using the first two or three words from each batch.
Sometimes, when I do not have to use my hands for something useful, I relax by solving a Rubic's Cube. It is sometimes a nuisance to solve, but boredom is not a word, I connect with the cube.
I learned how to solve it on a long Interrail journey from Copenhagen to Paris, many, many years ago. Recently I have learned a new, faster method.
Once upon a time my quizzical mind wanted to combine The Rubic's Cube and Pentominoes.
Notification for those wanting to try: It's impossible, and you'd lose your money if you held against me betting on this.
I once made a mock up of my dream-cube.
You see the Pentominoes Z and W on the blue/green faces, T and P on the red/orange faces, and F and X on the yellow/white faces.
PS: I'm still haunted by "Bloogers" and still cannot always comment, sometimes I can't even reply to your comments here on my blog.
I suspect many of you have the same problems, as there's even less than the usual number of comments on any post here.
Know that I read and enjoy still, and hope that you do the same.
And today's Wordle was really fun for me ... I was afraid of running out of guesses, but I made it
Wordle 1.803 5/6
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⬜🟨🟨🟨⬜
🟩🟩🟩⬜⬜
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tirsdag den 26. maj 2026
Colour of the Month ~ June ~ Månedens farve
The colour of the Month for June is ~ Månedens farve for juni er
mandag den 25. maj 2026
Poetry Monday :: Scooter
Poetry Monday is a blogging game invented long ago. Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings
and I are keeping it alive until Diane @ On the Border returns home
from her break of health and relaxation, travelling the world with
her husband as far as we can tell.
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Dear Mimi. Stupid, stubborn Blogger simply refuses to let me leave any comments on your blog. I wrote:
Great poems on a balcony, the first was the best! I love that Little Annie is always wearing them blue boots ;)
- not big stuff, but I like to be able to comment now and then.
Today's prompt is: Scooter
First I had to look up scooter - it was a surprice for me to learn what this meant. I only knew the - for me Italian - motorized version of this vehicle, not the kid's version, which I lioved as a kid.
Then I tried finding rhymes whit scooter: Shooter, looter, router, suitor ... not very inspiring.
The sun is still shining, and I'm busy in the garden and elsewhere ...
Elfje to the rescue
Going
very fast
Just two wheels
and my two feet
Scooter!
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
June 1 - Blue
June 8 - 2 minute Sketch
June 15 - Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 - Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Dear Mimi. Stupid, stubborn Blogger simply refuses to let me leave any comments on your blog. I wrote:
Great poems on a balcony, the first was the best! I love that Little Annie is always wearing them blue boots ;)
- not big stuff, but I like to be able to comment now and then.
Today's prompt is: Scooter
First I had to look up scooter - it was a surprice for me to learn what this meant. I only knew the - for me Italian - motorized version of this vehicle, not the kid's version, which I lioved as a kid.
Then I tried finding rhymes whit scooter: Shooter, looter, router, suitor ... not very inspiring.
The sun is still shining, and I'm busy in the garden and elsewhere ...
Elfje to the rescue
Going
very fast
Just two wheels
and my two feet
Scooter!
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
June 1 - Blue
June 8 - 2 minute Sketch
June 15 - Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 - Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
søndag den 24. maj 2026
Søndagsbilleder ~ en travl uge & Colour 26
Sunday Selections ~ a Busy Week
I går aftes satte jeg mig ned og skrev dette ordmaleri, Fotos kommer til sidst:
Nu er en travl uge forbi. Jeg har redigeret et blad, kogt sæbe, lavet salver, pakker det hele pænt, ordnet have til den store guldmedalje og frosset rabarber ned.
I dag var jeg på marked i Vejby, sæsonens første, med plantebytte og højt, klart solskin. Jeg havde fyldt cykelanhængeren med planter. Markedet i dag gik godt - og jeg fik solgt eller byttet mine flotte bronzefennikelplanter - men det var hårdt at cykle frem og tilbage, for der var noget i vejen med min cykelanhænger. Heldigvis har jeg altid et cykel-multi-værktøj i tasken, så jeg kunne reparere det før turen hjem.
Her til aften blev jeg færdig med at lave lay out og læse korrektur.
Her til aften gemte jeg det reviderede, næsten færdigt til tryk, der mangler en lille tekst, der først kommer mandag aften. Men alt andet er på plads.
Her til aften kom Skribenten hjem før lovet, fordi han nåede et forsinket tog undervejs, forsinkelser er ikke altid af det onde, så vi kunne spise sammen i god ro og fred.
Her til aften gik jeg ud i skumringen og vandede haven og puttede hønsene. Månen var præcis halv, syrenerne duftede, og alting groede. Haven havde et par søde overraskelser til mig.
Pinsen er begyndt - helligdage starter jo ved vesper aftenen i forvejen,
Last night I sat down and wrote this peaceful word-picture, photo-pictures will follow.
Today marks the end of a busy week. I’ve been editing a small magazine, soaping, making unpetroleum jelly and packaging all these for the market, I've been weeding and woking in the garden and harvesting and freezing rhubarbs for pie and cakes later on.
Today I went to the Farmers' Market – the first of the season – including plant swap and under a bright, blue sky. I’d filled my bike trailer with plants. The market went well, and I managed to sell or swap my lovely bronze fennel plants – but it was hard work biking there and back again, as there was something wrong with my bike trailer. Luckily, I always carry a multi-tool in my bag, and was able to fix it before heading home.
Tonight I finished lay-outing and proofreading.
Tonight I saved the revised text, almost ready to send to the printer; all that’s missing is a small piece of text that won’t arrive until Monday evening. But everything else is in place.
Tonight the Writer came home earlier than expected, because he had caught a delayed train. Sometimes delays are good! We could eat dinner together without it being too late.
Tonight I went out at dusk to water the garden and put the chickens to bed. The moon was exactly half, the lilacs smelled deliciously, and everything was growing. The garden had a couple of lovely surprises in store for me.
Pentecost has begun – the holidays always start at vespers the evening before.
Der er 500 gram rabarber i hver pose, lige tilpas til en kage.
Each bag contains 500 grams, just right for a cake.
En anhænger fuld af planter til markedet.
A trailer full of plants for the market.
Der sydes sæbe ~ Soaping.
Min stand på markedet. Min trofaste cykel er også med.
My booth at the market. My faithful bike is resting in the background.
De første Iris var sprunget ud i vores frøsø, og lyste gyldent mod bladene i tusmørket.
The first yellow irises were blooming in the pond, golden against the green in the dusk.
Tulipaner, jeg tror nok det er en sygdom, der får dem til at se sådan ud, men jeg kan godt lide det.
Tulips. I think the two coloured petals are caused by a disease, but I like the looks.
En nats frost. Selv dækket med lagener kunne græskarret Uchi kuri ikke lide det. Jeg tror den overlever, men ...
One night of frost. Even covered with sheets the small pumpkin called Uchi Kuri did NOT like the frost. It will survive, but ...
Den samme græskarsort sået samme dag, men den har stået inde i domen hele tiden.
The same pumkin, sown same day, but planted inside the greenhouse.
Uden for domen gror der vaidplanter, de er ikke til at styre, og kommer op over det hele med deres fine, gyldne blomster. Jeg har aldrig nogen førsteårsplanter - og det er dem der giver farve. Sært.
Outside the greenhouse there's many woad plants. They grow everywhere and flower with an abundance of golden flowers. I never find any of the small first year plants, and they are the dyers - strange things happen.
Inde i domen har jeg ladet en underlig plante stå, jeg har været ved at hive den væk flere gange, for den var altså lidt stor, men den så så underlig ud, så den fik lov at leve. Nu blomstrer den så, og afslører sig som vaid, en farveplante, der farver smuk gyldengult, og som jeg ha prøvet at få til at gro ude i beden i flere år.Hvordan den lige er endt herinde, aner jeg ikke, men jeg er meget glad for den.
Inside the dome I let a strange plant survive. It grew big, and I has been about to pull it more times, but it was so unlike anything. Now it's flowering, and revealing itself as weld - a dye plant dyeing a good, strong golden yellow. I've tried to grow it outside form at least three years, never with any luck. How it ended up in here, I'll never know, but I'm thankful!
Nu er en travl uge forbi. Jeg har redigeret et blad, kogt sæbe, lavet salver, pakker det hele pænt, ordnet have til den store guldmedalje og frosset rabarber ned.
I dag var jeg på marked i Vejby, sæsonens første, med plantebytte og højt, klart solskin. Jeg havde fyldt cykelanhængeren med planter. Markedet i dag gik godt - og jeg fik solgt eller byttet mine flotte bronzefennikelplanter - men det var hårdt at cykle frem og tilbage, for der var noget i vejen med min cykelanhænger. Heldigvis har jeg altid et cykel-multi-værktøj i tasken, så jeg kunne reparere det før turen hjem.
Her til aften blev jeg færdig med at lave lay out og læse korrektur.
Her til aften gemte jeg det reviderede, næsten færdigt til tryk, der mangler en lille tekst, der først kommer mandag aften. Men alt andet er på plads.
Her til aften kom Skribenten hjem før lovet, fordi han nåede et forsinket tog undervejs, forsinkelser er ikke altid af det onde, så vi kunne spise sammen i god ro og fred.
Her til aften gik jeg ud i skumringen og vandede haven og puttede hønsene. Månen var præcis halv, syrenerne duftede, og alting groede. Haven havde et par søde overraskelser til mig.
Pinsen er begyndt - helligdage starter jo ved vesper aftenen i forvejen,
-- 🕊 -- 🔥 -- 🎕 -- 🌓 --
Last night I sat down and wrote this peaceful word-picture, photo-pictures will follow.
Today marks the end of a busy week. I’ve been editing a small magazine, soaping, making unpetroleum jelly and packaging all these for the market, I've been weeding and woking in the garden and harvesting and freezing rhubarbs for pie and cakes later on.
Today I went to the Farmers' Market – the first of the season – including plant swap and under a bright, blue sky. I’d filled my bike trailer with plants. The market went well, and I managed to sell or swap my lovely bronze fennel plants – but it was hard work biking there and back again, as there was something wrong with my bike trailer. Luckily, I always carry a multi-tool in my bag, and was able to fix it before heading home.
Tonight I finished lay-outing and proofreading.
Tonight I saved the revised text, almost ready to send to the printer; all that’s missing is a small piece of text that won’t arrive until Monday evening. But everything else is in place.
Tonight the Writer came home earlier than expected, because he had caught a delayed train. Sometimes delays are good! We could eat dinner together without it being too late.
Tonight I went out at dusk to water the garden and put the chickens to bed. The moon was exactly half, the lilacs smelled deliciously, and everything was growing. The garden had a couple of lovely surprises in store for me.
Pentecost has begun – the holidays always start at vespers the evening before.
-- 📷 -- 📸 --
Each bag contains 500 grams, just right for a cake.
A trailer full of plants for the market.
My booth at the market. My faithful bike is resting in the background.
The first yellow irises were blooming in the pond, golden against the green in the dusk.
Tulips. I think the two coloured petals are caused by a disease, but I like the looks.
One night of frost. Even covered with sheets the small pumpkin called Uchi Kuri did NOT like the frost. It will survive, but ...
The same pumkin, sown same day, but planted inside the greenhouse.
Outside the greenhouse there's many woad plants. They grow everywhere and flower with an abundance of golden flowers. I never find any of the small first year plants, and they are the dyers - strange things happen.
Inside the dome I let a strange plant survive. It grew big, and I has been about to pull it more times, but it was so unlike anything. Now it's flowering, and revealing itself as weld - a dye plant dyeing a good, strong golden yellow. I've tried to grow it outside form at least three years, never with any luck. How it ended up in here, I'll never know, but I'm thankful!
-- 💛 --
Der var også ret meget gyldent i denne lille beretning, og det er jo månedens farve her i maj.
In this small report, there's quite a bit of golden, which is the Colour of the month for May.
fredag den 22. maj 2026
Fredagsfrustration AI & GMO/NGT Friday Frustration
Snart integrerer Google AI i deres browser, så nu kan man snart ikke længere hverken vælge det fra i Firefox, eller skrive -ai efter søgeordene for at slippe for AI-svar. Kilde.
EU ændrer lovgivningen for genmodificerede varer. Efter at forbrugerne stort set har valgt det fra i 20 år, laves der nu nye regler for NGT - det skal ikke længere lovpligtigt at fortælle at en vare er fremstillet af planter, der er ændret ved hjælp af genteknologi - eller om dyrene er blevet fodret med dem.
Det kan man slippe uden om ved at købe økologiske varer, så længe altså der ikke forekommer krydsbestøvning fra de nye planter. Kilde.
Smart nok, man gør ting frivillige, GMO-mad og AI søgninger, men hvis folk ikke vil bruge det, så ændrer man da bare produkterne og reglerne, så vi ikke længere kan slippe.
I just read the news about Google integrating AI in their browser. Soon we can no longer end our internet searches with -AI in order to not get AI generated results, or ask Firefox to please exclude AI from the results.
After the consumers in EU have largely avoided GMO-food for 20 years, the NGT comes with new rules, making it legal not to tell if food is made from NGT plants, or animals fed with them. Buying Organic will be the solution - as long as no cross pollination happens.
Really smart. They make something optional, and if we then chose not to use it they'll see to that we do.
EU ændrer lovgivningen for genmodificerede varer. Efter at forbrugerne stort set har valgt det fra i 20 år, laves der nu nye regler for NGT - det skal ikke længere lovpligtigt at fortælle at en vare er fremstillet af planter, der er ændret ved hjælp af genteknologi - eller om dyrene er blevet fodret med dem.
Det kan man slippe uden om ved at købe økologiske varer, så længe altså der ikke forekommer krydsbestøvning fra de nye planter. Kilde.
Smart nok, man gør ting frivillige, GMO-mad og AI søgninger, men hvis folk ikke vil bruge det, så ændrer man da bare produkterne og reglerne, så vi ikke længere kan slippe.
-- @ -- 🌱✂ 🧬 -- @ --
I just read the news about Google integrating AI in their browser. Soon we can no longer end our internet searches with -AI in order to not get AI generated results, or ask Firefox to please exclude AI from the results.
After the consumers in EU have largely avoided GMO-food for 20 years, the NGT comes with new rules, making it legal not to tell if food is made from NGT plants, or animals fed with them. Buying Organic will be the solution - as long as no cross pollination happens.
Really smart. They make something optional, and if we then chose not to use it they'll see to that we do.
torsdag den 21. maj 2026
Thursday 21st - Wordle and Lost comments
Once again I solved the Wordle in two tries, and with only green letters, but I think Wordle has learned that I do not want to sign up, as there was no Ta-daa and no pop up to register to save the badges.
Wordle 1.797 2/6
🟩🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Wordle 1.797 2/6
🟩🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
- - - - - 📧 -- ＠ - - - - -
Lost comments in the latest 24 hours:
Messymimi on "And I Thought I Had a Lot of Keys (Wordless Wednesday) and Words for Wednesday"
- Thank you for the story of "Bits and bobs from daily life with little Annie". I enjoyed it very much and hope for a nice rest for you.
And one comment on my own blog, which I have since re-written and posted successfully.
I'll have to learn to copy ALL comments, not only on others' blogs.
onsdag den 20. maj 2026
Words for Wednesday :: An Unforgettable Meeting.
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually
taken over as a moveable feast with many participants supplying the Words.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to our mind.
This month the words are to be found at Mimi's blog: Messymimi's Meanderings.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
1.prefer 2.myth 3.common 4.category 5.store 6.image
and/or:
1.flower 2.saintly 3.stormy 4.sheep 5.bank 6.face
Today I'll prefer a real experience to the myth I normally spin.
Today I was at a meeting in the room above the church, where we drink coffee after mass some Sunday. This is a common enough occurrence, but something happened to place this meeting in the "unforgettable" category. I hope to store this image in my mind for a long time. We sat talking, almost done with the agenda, as the building suddenly shook. Not much, but enough to upset us. It was a strange feeling. We discussed what it could be, had the house been rammed by a car, or had something blown up? We went to the windows and looked out. I saw a car reversing out of the parking lot - totally unharmed. Nowhere was there any smoke or any signs of anything untoward happening. No ambulance or police sirens were heard. We joked with it being an earthquake, but then again earthquakes does not happen in Denmark.
We finished our meeting. Did the dishes, watered the flowers and lit a candle in front of the saintly looking picture of Our Lady in the church downstairs before parting ways.
It was rainy and somewhat stormy, not enjoyable, so I hurried to the train station, only just noticing some fun, knitted sheep in a shop window, but as there was no branch of my bank in this town, I just caught the next train home. In the train I saw a familiar face. My son was in the same train. I asked him if he had noticed any shaking or something. He had not.
Back home I sat down and read the news. An earthquake of magnitude 3.9 actually hit Denmark today at 4.15 pm.
PS: I'm still haunted by "Bloogers" and still cannot always comment. I suspect many of you can't either, as there's even less than the usual number of comments on any post here.
Know that I read and enjoy still, and hope that you do the same.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to our mind.
This month the words are to be found at Mimi's blog: Messymimi's Meanderings.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
1.prefer 2.myth 3.common 4.category 5.store 6.image
and/or:
1.flower 2.saintly 3.stormy 4.sheep 5.bank 6.face
Today I'll prefer a real experience to the myth I normally spin.
Today I was at a meeting in the room above the church, where we drink coffee after mass some Sunday. This is a common enough occurrence, but something happened to place this meeting in the "unforgettable" category. I hope to store this image in my mind for a long time. We sat talking, almost done with the agenda, as the building suddenly shook. Not much, but enough to upset us. It was a strange feeling. We discussed what it could be, had the house been rammed by a car, or had something blown up? We went to the windows and looked out. I saw a car reversing out of the parking lot - totally unharmed. Nowhere was there any smoke or any signs of anything untoward happening. No ambulance or police sirens were heard. We joked with it being an earthquake, but then again earthquakes does not happen in Denmark.
We finished our meeting. Did the dishes, watered the flowers and lit a candle in front of the saintly looking picture of Our Lady in the church downstairs before parting ways.
It was rainy and somewhat stormy, not enjoyable, so I hurried to the train station, only just noticing some fun, knitted sheep in a shop window, but as there was no branch of my bank in this town, I just caught the next train home. In the train I saw a familiar face. My son was in the same train. I asked him if he had noticed any shaking or something. He had not.
Back home I sat down and read the news. An earthquake of magnitude 3.9 actually hit Denmark today at 4.15 pm.
PS: I'm still haunted by "Bloogers" and still cannot always comment. I suspect many of you can't either, as there's even less than the usual number of comments on any post here.
Know that I read and enjoy still, and hope that you do the same.
tirsdag den 19. maj 2026
Today's Wordle
Today the answer was one of my starter words. Unfortunately the last one, I chose, but it still looks fun:
Wordle 1.795 3/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Wordle 1.795 3/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
mandag den 18. maj 2026
Poetry Monday :: Balcony ~ Updated witrh a comment to Mimi!
Poetry Monday is a blogging game invented long ago. Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings
and I are keeping it alive until Diane @ On the Border returns home
from her break of health and relaxation, travelling the world with
her husband as far as we can tell.
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Dear Mimi. Stupid, stubborn Blogger simply refuses to let me leave any comments on your blog. I wrote:
Great poems on a balcony, the first was the best! I love that Little Annie is always wearing them blue boots ;)
- not big stuff, but I like to be able to comment now and then.
Today's prompt is: Balcony
I'm busy editing, the sun is shining, Blogger is still not updating or letting me comment ... lots of excuses, so I sat myself down and did what I do when the muses won't colaborate. I wrote an Elfje.
Balcony,
Romeo, Juliet.
The curtain rises,
the scene is set.
Tragedy.
May 25 Scooter
June 1 Blue
June 8 2 minute Sketch
June 15 Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Dear Mimi. Stupid, stubborn Blogger simply refuses to let me leave any comments on your blog. I wrote:
Great poems on a balcony, the first was the best! I love that Little Annie is always wearing them blue boots ;)
- not big stuff, but I like to be able to comment now and then.
Today's prompt is: Balcony
I'm busy editing, the sun is shining, Blogger is still not updating or letting me comment ... lots of excuses, so I sat myself down and did what I do when the muses won't colaborate. I wrote an Elfje.
Balcony,
Romeo, Juliet.
The curtain rises,
the scene is set.
Tragedy.
May 25 Scooter
June 1 Blue
June 8 2 minute Sketch
June 15 Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
tirsdag den 12. maj 2026
Service Announcement Updated ~ Blogger! ~ Servicemeddelelse opdateret
Dear readers and co-bloggers, my blogrolls are not updating, and I am only sporadically allowed to post comments on Blogger-blogs. Strangely there's no problems commenting on WP or self-hosted blogs.
I'll try just visiting your blogs when I suspect something new has happened.
For instance: River has posted the prompts for Words for Wednesday, even if my blogroll still gives her former post.
I'll try just visiting your blogs when I suspect something new has happened.
For instance: River has posted the prompts for Words for Wednesday, even if my blogroll still gives her former post.
-- @ --
Kære læsere og med-bloggere, mine læselister gider ikke opdatere, og jeg får kun af og til lov til at skrive en kommentar på jeres blog, hvis I også bruger Blogger. Der er ingen problemer med at kommentere hos WordPress eller self-hosted blogs.
Jeg vil forsøge bare at besøge jeres blogs, når jeg tror der er noget nyt.
For eksempel har River planmæssigt udgivet stikordene til Words for Wednesday, selv om hendes blog stadig viser det forrige opslag i min læseliste.
Sådan her ser det ud, når jeg prøver at kommentere. Det er et skærmdump fra Mimis blog, men det sker også på Christine's Blog, River's blog, Strikkoman og en hel del andre.
Nogen gange går dagens første kommentar igennem, eller hvis jeg lukker og genstarter computeren. Men det er jo ikke en holdbar løsning. Jeg vente på Blogger.
New Wordle Badge ~ with Solution *⚠*
Today this solution:
Wordle 1.788 2/6
⬜⬜🟩🟩🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
would have earned me this badge:
And the solution:
Wordle 1.788 2/6
⬜⬜🟩🟩🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
would have earned me this badge:
And the solution:
* *⚠* *
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*⚠*
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mandag den 11. maj 2026
Poetry Monday :: Futuristic Landscape
Poetry Monday is a blogging game invented long ago. Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings
and I are keeping it alive until Diane @ On the Border returns home
from her break of health and relaxation, travelling the world with
her husband as far as we can tell.
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Today's prompt is: Futuristic Landscape.
Walking in a futuristic landscape
The brook colours my feet yellow,
And from a tree I pick some grapes,
I find them sweet and mellow.
The rocks look molten, running, soft
Their shadows nice and furry
The bats fly from the pigeon's loft
In droves of velvet flurry.
At sunset, when the moon arises
and all the clouds go home
I see the birds in many sizes
Each carrying a tiny gnome.
The earth has holes beneath my feet
as good old Schweitzer cheese
The downs and feathers fall like sleet
And make me itch and sneeze.
The sneezing has made up my mind,
I'll leave this awful place
And for a land with sun and wind
I'll leave without a trace.
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
May 18 Balcony
May 25 Scooter
June 1 Blue
June 8 2 minute Sketch
June 15 Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Today's prompt is: Futuristic Landscape.
Walking in a futuristic landscape
The brook colours my feet yellow,
And from a tree I pick some grapes,
I find them sweet and mellow.
The rocks look molten, running, soft
Their shadows nice and furry
The bats fly from the pigeon's loft
In droves of velvet flurry.
At sunset, when the moon arises
and all the clouds go home
I see the birds in many sizes
Each carrying a tiny gnome.
The earth has holes beneath my feet
as good old Schweitzer cheese
The downs and feathers fall like sleet
And make me itch and sneeze.
The sneezing has made up my mind,
I'll leave this awful place
And for a land with sun and wind
I'll leave without a trace.
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
May 18 Balcony
May 25 Scooter
June 1 Blue
June 8 2 minute Sketch
June 15 Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
søndag den 10. maj 2026
Sunday Selection ~ Søndagsbillede
Det bliver kun til et enkelt billede i dag. Jeg har haft for travlt i haven og glemt at tage billeder. Jeg håber på at få taget en masse billeder og vise frem i de kommende dage. Her er i hvert fald en hel plante fuld af guld.
-- 💛 -- 🌼 -- 💛 --
Only one photo today. I've been too busy digging, planting and sowing and have forgotten to photodokument anything. I'll have to remedy this later today.
Here's at least one very golden, very vigorous plant.
fredag den 8. maj 2026
Tillykke med de 100 år ~
Happy 100th Birthday
And Ellen told me of King Charles' birthday greeting.
Here's a link to BBC: King Charles sends Attenborough a birthday message with help from 'friends'.
torsdag den 7. maj 2026
Effervescent Water ~ Part 3
Still there's the second batch of six words left over from yesterday. Those are:
Zero
Simple
Clockwork
Brain
Study
Size
I continue the strange story about the effervescent water. Using the words in order, only not Clockwork - I could not make it fir at all.
"I don't know anything," Hilde said. "Thora took the water and things with a curt thank you. And she closed the door very securely - or maybe she even used a soundproofing spell, because I could not hear a word from in there. Nothing, zilch, zero!"
The green team went to their normal classroom and sat down. Nobody said anything, Terje was sniffing at regular intervals due to hay fever until Hilde lost her patience with the sound and in a subdued voice cast a small healing spell on him. He smiled, but did not speak.
Susan could not stand the silence and heavy atmosphere, but she did not know what to do.
In the end Rósa broke the brooding silence: "We might as well compare notes on the lesson Thora was teaching us today. What ingredient did you write down as the wrong one? I had sea weeds as the odd man out form the list, but I think it's wrong. I could find no reason for it, and neither did I have a better suggestion."
Sanne, the girl from the Faroe Islands said: "I am sure stink beetles were wrong, but I don't know why, some stinky mushroom that I only know in Faroese is the right one."
"You forget that the language spell is still doing it's magic," Knud said with a lopsided smile. "Just say it, we'll hear it in our own languages."
"Stinkhorn," Sanne said.
"Of course," Knud said, "that's the one."
"I agree with you as well," Susan said."Only I was in doubt that the solution could be this simple."
"But it is," Hilde said. "I know Stinkbugs are wrong because it is the stinking cloud recipe, and it calls for stinkhorn, not stinkbugs. But I do not know why it should be wrong, only that it is wrong."
"Maybe because it was the only animal thing in the list?" Susan said. "All the others were plants or inanimates. At least that's what I wrote on my slip of paper."
"That's a good guess," Veronika said. "I think it's right."
"I think so too," Kirstin said. "I admit I had the wrong one, Sulphur, but after listening to you smart ones I think you're right."
"I had the same idea," Knud added, "only I never got to writing it down. I sort of forgot, but now I remember."
"Did you sit next to Marja?" Hilde had a cunning gleam in her watery blue eyes, and her plain face was almost beautiful from the excitement. When Knud nodded, she exclaimed: "I think I know why the Birch sisters were inattentive, and why Thora asked us to wash hands and mouths in the effervescent water."
"How do you know," Terje asked. "I only knew Stinkbugs were not right."
"I have been taught to use my brain, and I have studied hard even before I came here. Let's go to the library. I need to look in one of the books there. It is a big book, that's why I do not have it in my bag. Its size makes it very impractical."
In the library Hilde found a long, slim book. It would not fit into any school-bag. She quickly consulted the index, and found one of the dark yellow pages: "Listen here: 'Effervescent water, while normally not used for potions or philtres due to its bubbly, reactive nature, is an easy to use and efficient antidote to the effects of Dream Drops.' There we go. The Birch sisters have probably been using Dream Drops, and the effect had spread to at least Knud. That's why she asked us all to go and wash in the water."
"Erm, sorry." Knud said "what the bugger are Dream Drops?"
Zero
Simple
Clockwork
Brain
Study
Size
I continue the strange story about the effervescent water. Using the words in order, only not Clockwork - I could not make it fir at all.
"I don't know anything," Hilde said. "Thora took the water and things with a curt thank you. And she closed the door very securely - or maybe she even used a soundproofing spell, because I could not hear a word from in there. Nothing, zilch, zero!"
The green team went to their normal classroom and sat down. Nobody said anything, Terje was sniffing at regular intervals due to hay fever until Hilde lost her patience with the sound and in a subdued voice cast a small healing spell on him. He smiled, but did not speak.
Susan could not stand the silence and heavy atmosphere, but she did not know what to do.
In the end Rósa broke the brooding silence: "We might as well compare notes on the lesson Thora was teaching us today. What ingredient did you write down as the wrong one? I had sea weeds as the odd man out form the list, but I think it's wrong. I could find no reason for it, and neither did I have a better suggestion."
Sanne, the girl from the Faroe Islands said: "I am sure stink beetles were wrong, but I don't know why, some stinky mushroom that I only know in Faroese is the right one."
"You forget that the language spell is still doing it's magic," Knud said with a lopsided smile. "Just say it, we'll hear it in our own languages."
"Stinkhorn," Sanne said.
"Of course," Knud said, "that's the one."
"I agree with you as well," Susan said."Only I was in doubt that the solution could be this simple."
"But it is," Hilde said. "I know Stinkbugs are wrong because it is the stinking cloud recipe, and it calls for stinkhorn, not stinkbugs. But I do not know why it should be wrong, only that it is wrong."
"Maybe because it was the only animal thing in the list?" Susan said. "All the others were plants or inanimates. At least that's what I wrote on my slip of paper."
"That's a good guess," Veronika said. "I think it's right."
"I think so too," Kirstin said. "I admit I had the wrong one, Sulphur, but after listening to you smart ones I think you're right."
"I had the same idea," Knud added, "only I never got to writing it down. I sort of forgot, but now I remember."
"Did you sit next to Marja?" Hilde had a cunning gleam in her watery blue eyes, and her plain face was almost beautiful from the excitement. When Knud nodded, she exclaimed: "I think I know why the Birch sisters were inattentive, and why Thora asked us to wash hands and mouths in the effervescent water."
"How do you know," Terje asked. "I only knew Stinkbugs were not right."
"I have been taught to use my brain, and I have studied hard even before I came here. Let's go to the library. I need to look in one of the books there. It is a big book, that's why I do not have it in my bag. Its size makes it very impractical."
In the library Hilde found a long, slim book. It would not fit into any school-bag. She quickly consulted the index, and found one of the dark yellow pages: "Listen here: 'Effervescent water, while normally not used for potions or philtres due to its bubbly, reactive nature, is an easy to use and efficient antidote to the effects of Dream Drops.' There we go. The Birch sisters have probably been using Dream Drops, and the effect had spread to at least Knud. That's why she asked us all to go and wash in the water."
"Erm, sorry." Knud said "what the bugger are Dream Drops?"
And the explanation for this, and Thora's lecture on the use of those
and teaching and learning at The Unicorn Farm will have to wait.
and teaching and learning at The Unicorn Farm will have to wait.
onsdag den 6. maj 2026
Words for Wednesday ~ Updated & IWSG ~ May 6
The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually
taken over as a moveable feast with many participants supplying the Words.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to our mind.
This month the words are to be found at Mimi's blog: Messymimi's Meanderings.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
Inane
Trees
Wind
Effervescent
Landmark
Method
And/Or:
Zero
Simple
Clockwork
Brain
Study
Size
These words will probably lend themselves to a story. But not today. I only just returned home, and have to helpcooking, and after we'll have visitors. Hopefully tomorrow ...
I got to sit down for a little while and writing happened. This continues from here, using the first six words, and as usual in the order they were given.
Marja, the youngest of the birch sisters, looked at the entangling vines with an inane look in her green eyes.
"Where did they come from?" she asked her sister in a loud stage whisper. Paula woke from her own reverie and noticed the vines tying her to the chair. "Danged if I know!" she replied a tad too loudly.
Thora turned to the two sisters, and they turned as white as the tree they were called after.
"You did this!" Paula said, belligerently.
"Yes and no," Thore replied calmly, but with an undertone as cold as the howling wind in a snowstorm. "You were both inattentive - again. The kind of inattentive that comes from disrespect and laziness. You never heard my questions, you never even tried to answer. You were both so deeply ensconced in your reveries that you did not even notice the creeping vines." They were not used to seeing Thora this angry, and everybody in the room sat quiet as mice.
"But," Marja said, "I just wanted to ..." her voice died off in mutterings.
"You just wanted to what?" Thora asked. Marja stammered and spluttered and grinded to a halt.
"What about you, Paula?" Thora asked.
"I was thinking," Paula replied, still with some spite in her voice.
"You were thinking," Thora said, "and in such deep thoughts that the vines bound you without you even noticing. Now, spill it!"
Thora turned around: "Green team! You are dismissed! You'll all go and wash out your hands and mouths in the effervescent water in the big, blue tub in the stable. And Hilde after you've done this, you'll bring me two litres of said water, two mugs and a pair of scissors."
"Yes, Thora, will do!" Hilde said, every line in her being showing the same confusion they all felt.
They did as ordered. In the stable, where all the cages and other paraphernalia for zoological and botanical lessons were kept, they found a big, blue tub filled to the brim with effervescent water, bubbling, foaming and dancing, and a nearby table held green mugs. They rinsed their mouths in the water, spitting the sweet tasting concoction into the long white sink along the back wall, where they normally washed vases and containers. Then they poured water for one another washing their hands with the same water. Their hands and mouths felt clean and faintly tingling. None of them dared disobey Thora's orders, but there were many questions asked, and no answers given.
Hilde filled a two litre jar from the tub, grabbed two mugs and a pair of scissors from the drawers and left.
The rest of the green team, stayed in the stable, looking fascinated at the bubbling waters in the tub.
"I do not understand," Terje said slowly. "Where did those vines come from. And what was the answer to Thora's questions?"
"Dear Terje," Knud said, I think I speak for all of us when I say that we do not understand anything either. We're travelling unknown land with no landmarks here."
"I agree," Nicklas said quietly. "Something strange is happening. That's not like Thora to behave like that over a bit of bickering and inattention. There must be some method to this madness."
"Must be," Veronika agreed, "Even if I see no connection between a botched potions recipe, animated pincers, vines and a big, blue tub of bubbling waters, there must be."
Hilde returned and everybody stopped talking and looked expectantly at her.
May 6 question - What was the most inspiring feedback you received from readers, including agents, editors, and beta readers
My answer - This qustion makes me sad, because the best inspiring feedback was not one comment from anybody. It was something I still miss, namely the unvavering enthusiasm of Elephant's Child, also known as Sue @ myjustsostory. Now sadly deceased.
I wrote this as part of a preamble to one of my short stories:
Sometimes I felt like I wrote my stories for her alone, when time were tough and hot in Australia. ... I still miss her gentle presence in the blogosphere ...
Not that others are not enthusiastic or supportive, because you sure are! and much of the reason I'm still a somewhat sane person and blogger THANKS!
EC was just ... I don't know how to express this the way I want to ... but you felt like a very special person when she commented.
Here's two of her wonderful comments.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.
No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. A story, a poem, whatever comes to our mind.
This month the words are to be found at Mimi's blog: Messymimi's Meanderings.
If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.
It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.
So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.
And for today we were given:
Inane
Trees
Wind
Effervescent
Landmark
Method
And/Or:
Zero
Simple
Clockwork
Brain
Study
Size
These words will probably lend themselves to a story. But not today. I only just returned home, and have to helpcooking, and after we'll have visitors. Hopefully tomorrow ...
I got to sit down for a little while and writing happened. This continues from here, using the first six words, and as usual in the order they were given.
Marja, the youngest of the birch sisters, looked at the entangling vines with an inane look in her green eyes.
"Where did they come from?" she asked her sister in a loud stage whisper. Paula woke from her own reverie and noticed the vines tying her to the chair. "Danged if I know!" she replied a tad too loudly.
Thora turned to the two sisters, and they turned as white as the tree they were called after.
"You did this!" Paula said, belligerently.
"Yes and no," Thore replied calmly, but with an undertone as cold as the howling wind in a snowstorm. "You were both inattentive - again. The kind of inattentive that comes from disrespect and laziness. You never heard my questions, you never even tried to answer. You were both so deeply ensconced in your reveries that you did not even notice the creeping vines." They were not used to seeing Thora this angry, and everybody in the room sat quiet as mice.
"But," Marja said, "I just wanted to ..." her voice died off in mutterings.
"You just wanted to what?" Thora asked. Marja stammered and spluttered and grinded to a halt.
"What about you, Paula?" Thora asked.
"I was thinking," Paula replied, still with some spite in her voice.
"You were thinking," Thora said, "and in such deep thoughts that the vines bound you without you even noticing. Now, spill it!"
Thora turned around: "Green team! You are dismissed! You'll all go and wash out your hands and mouths in the effervescent water in the big, blue tub in the stable. And Hilde after you've done this, you'll bring me two litres of said water, two mugs and a pair of scissors."
"Yes, Thora, will do!" Hilde said, every line in her being showing the same confusion they all felt.
They did as ordered. In the stable, where all the cages and other paraphernalia for zoological and botanical lessons were kept, they found a big, blue tub filled to the brim with effervescent water, bubbling, foaming and dancing, and a nearby table held green mugs. They rinsed their mouths in the water, spitting the sweet tasting concoction into the long white sink along the back wall, where they normally washed vases and containers. Then they poured water for one another washing their hands with the same water. Their hands and mouths felt clean and faintly tingling. None of them dared disobey Thora's orders, but there were many questions asked, and no answers given.
Hilde filled a two litre jar from the tub, grabbed two mugs and a pair of scissors from the drawers and left.
The rest of the green team, stayed in the stable, looking fascinated at the bubbling waters in the tub.
"I do not understand," Terje said slowly. "Where did those vines come from. And what was the answer to Thora's questions?"
"Dear Terje," Knud said, I think I speak for all of us when I say that we do not understand anything either. We're travelling unknown land with no landmarks here."
"I agree," Nicklas said quietly. "Something strange is happening. That's not like Thora to behave like that over a bit of bickering and inattention. There must be some method to this madness."
"Must be," Veronika agreed, "Even if I see no connection between a botched potions recipe, animated pincers, vines and a big, blue tub of bubbling waters, there must be."
Hilde returned and everybody stopped talking and looked expectantly at her.
. . . . . To be continued
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May 6 question - What was the most inspiring feedback you received from readers, including agents, editors, and beta readersMy answer - This qustion makes me sad, because the best inspiring feedback was not one comment from anybody. It was something I still miss, namely the unvavering enthusiasm of Elephant's Child, also known as Sue @ myjustsostory. Now sadly deceased.
I wrote this as part of a preamble to one of my short stories:
Sometimes I felt like I wrote my stories for her alone, when time were tough and hot in Australia. ... I still miss her gentle presence in the blogosphere ...
Not that others are not enthusiastic or supportive, because you sure are! and much of the reason I'm still a somewhat sane person and blogger THANKS!
EC was just ... I don't know how to express this the way I want to ... but you felt like a very special person when she commented.
Here's two of her wonderful comments.
tirsdag den 5. maj 2026
Tirsdagstaknemmelighed
Thankful Tuesday
Birketræerne taber deres rakler allerede. Det betyder snart ikke mere birkepollen. Atjuu-uuraaa!
The birch trees are already beginning to drop their catkins, spelling the end of pollen season Achoo-ooraay!
Also, back to my normal Wordle words, I get my usual 4 guesses solves:
Wordle 1.781 4/6
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🟨⬜⬜🟨⬜
⬜⬜⬜🟩⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
The Danish Wordle. I do worse in Danish!
Wørdle #1.578 5/6
⬛🟦⬛⬛⬛
⬛🟦⬛⬛⬛
🟦⬛⬛⬛🟦
🟩🟦⬛🟩⬛
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Og dagens bonus-skønhed ~ And today's bonus-beauty
Birketræerne taber deres rakler allerede. Det betyder snart ikke mere birkepollen. Atjuu-uuraaa!
The birch trees are already beginning to drop their catkins, spelling the end of pollen season Achoo-ooraay!
Also, back to my normal Wordle words, I get my usual 4 guesses solves:
Wordle 1.781 4/6
⬜⬜⬜🟨⬜
🟨⬜⬜🟨⬜
⬜⬜⬜🟩⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
The Danish Wordle. I do worse in Danish!
Wørdle #1.578 5/6
⬛🟦⬛⬛⬛
⬛🟦⬛⬛⬛
🟦⬛⬛⬛🟦
🟩🟦⬛🟩⬛
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Og dagens bonus-skønhed ~ And today's bonus-beauty
Kvæde ~ Quince
mandag den 4. maj 2026
Poetry Monday :: Back Pack
Poetry Monday is a blogging game invented long ago. Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings
and I are keeping it alive until Diane @ On the Border returns home
from her break of health and relaxation, travelling the world with
her husband as far as we can tell.
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Today's prompt is: Back pack.
An ode to my old friend it is then.
We've travelled the world, me and my back pack
We walked down roads and off beaten track.
I carried you, you carried my stuff - and a snack
A bottle of water and my sleeping bag.
You met with an accident bitter and black
The bus with us in it was hit with a smack
You bore the brunt of it and now you're a wrack
I have to find a new one that has my back.
Another true story form one of my many travels. The bus we sat in - and where the luggage was stored in compartments under us - ran into a wall or another solid object at a very low speed. Most important nobody was hurt, and almost nothing was broken apart from my poor backpack, the frame of which was twisted and bent beyond repair. It made it home with me, but not without chafing and trouble for me.
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
May 11 Futuristic Landscape
May 18 Balcony
May 25 Scooter
June 1 Blue
June 8 2 minute Sketch
June 15 Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
We just hope she's going to take back over once she returns home.
The prompts now come from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog.
Today's prompt is: Back pack.
An ode to my old friend it is then.
We've travelled the world, me and my back pack
We walked down roads and off beaten track.
I carried you, you carried my stuff - and a snack
A bottle of water and my sleeping bag.
You met with an accident bitter and black
The bus with us in it was hit with a smack
You bore the brunt of it and now you're a wrack
I have to find a new one that has my back.
Another true story form one of my many travels. The bus we sat in - and where the luggage was stored in compartments under us - ran into a wall or another solid object at a very low speed. Most important nobody was hurt, and almost nothing was broken apart from my poor backpack, the frame of which was twisted and bent beyond repair. It made it home with me, but not without chafing and trouble for me.
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
May 11 Futuristic Landscape
May 18 Balcony
May 25 Scooter
June 1 Blue
June 8 2 minute Sketch
June 15 Cobweb with Dewdrops
Jun 22 Lily
Jun 29 Northern light
A-Z Challenge ~ Reflections Part 2
⚠ Warning! This post contains the answer to today's Wordle ⚠
⚠ Proceed at your own risk ⚠
⚠ Proceed at your own risk ⚠
Today's Wordle says it for me - only the solution does not count:
This was my last year participating - at least the last year signing up. I like very much to force myself to blog almost every day for a whole month, I've found a hopefully entertaining and fun, but still easy to do challenge with the day's Wordle and some telling. I really find participating in the A-Z Challenge to be a fun thing to do.
Why then do I stop? I stop, because I find the downsides to be too many. Bear with me for some ranting.
The trouble with the master list:
When the sign-up had ended, I made my own copy of the spreadsheet. After a quick visit to most of the blogs, I had found double or triple signups, non-participants, broken links, and a blog or two where you had to sign up ... leaving me with 125 of the original 144 on the list. A bit worse than last year actually.
I still find that a wee bit of policing from The Crew would wastly improve the fun to be had from this challenge. But it's not that bad, I could totally live with it ... if the rest was fun.
The not-for-fun-any-more in Blogland.
As said more times already I find the challenge in itself fun, but the social media hype and the assertive and truculent challengers not so much. There's plain too many in it just to promote something, and too few in it just to tell a story, to goof around, or for plain fun.
Not taking into account the blogs I follow regularly, during the challenge in former years I've always found some blogs I looked forward to visiting every day.
This year ... I found a couple that was really fun, and a few more that had me reading every day, but of the rest I felt that too many were promoting something, be it themselves, their books, thier products generally taken, or some spiritual well-being stuff.
And if not, the subjects did not catch me, or the graphics were so messy that I could no read it. These two last are of course on me.
I might just have grown old, disillusioned, bored, and bitter,
It might also be a clash of cultures. I do not know.
All I know is that I'm not going to sign up again next year
Wordle 1.780 6/6
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⬜🟩⬜⬜⬜
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A-Z Challenge Reflections ~ Part 1
'This is what the Team behind the A-C Challenge writes on the A-Z blog for the Reflection post.
My replies and comments will be in blue, like this text.
As far as I read the Crew's posts on the A-Z homepage, yes they fit the theme. But I feel a bit that it's work wasted, as I was too busy really reading them, and I felt that the most frequent use of these posts was self promotion from other participants.
While you reflect on your blog's April Challenge posts, please consider this:
As Lissa says in the comment, the Theme reveal list alone would do nicely, maybe prolonging the closing date until March 31 would be wise. I don't think the possibility of signing up should overlap with the Challenge proper.
Does the HTML on the badges/ graphics page help you?
No.
Did you meet your blogging goals in April?
Yes, I wrote all 26 posts.
What were your top five favourite blogs from the challenge to visit in April this year?
I want to mention Whatever I Think of and the bookish scavenger hunt there. It was fun. Not that I did not find a few other good ones, but this year I found only a few I really looked forward to reading. Also I ran out of time. I would have loved to solve Jamie's crosswords @ Uniquely Maladjusted but Fun, I'd have loved to follow LindaMay Curry's journey with Cancer @ The lost Summer, (Curry Apple Orchard), or seen all of America's beauty with AM @ Ramblin' with AM, and so much more. But my eyes, never good, were especially uncooperative during May.
To make me do the challenge again in 2027, and encourage others to do the challenge as well ... Good question. It's not the challenge as such that makes me say no to doing this again, but something has shifted, from fun and sharing to a hard seriousness and monetizing of a lot of things ...
I do not mean to disdain anybody's hard work, and I really admire the Crew for their dedication and all what they do, but still, I don't know ... It was way more fun some years ago, and I have no idea how to remedy this ...
My replies and comments will be in blue, like this text.
Our team theme this year was: A is for Aspirations: Blogging hopes, dreams, and goals
Do you feel like our team's posts from this month met your expectations for that theme?
First off a HUGE thanks to the Crew behind the A-Z Challenge. THANK YOU!
As far as I read the Crew's posts on the A-Z homepage, yes they fit the theme. But I feel a bit that it's work wasted, as I was too busy really reading them, and I felt that the most frequent use of these posts was self promotion from other participants.
While you reflect on your blog's April Challenge posts, please consider this:
How do you feel about the Theme Reveal? (Especially if this is not your first year doing the Challenge.)
I feel that having Theme-reveal AND Sign up is overkill. There's no extra value in the Theme reveal, as we're asked to add our themes in the sign-up spreadsheet as well.As Lissa says in the comment, the Theme reveal list alone would do nicely, maybe prolonging the closing date until March 31 would be wise. I don't think the possibility of signing up should overlap with the Challenge proper.
In what ways does the reflection post help you?
I don't know. I always write them, hoping that it'll help improve next year's A-Z Challenge, but so far no luck.What experiences have you had in the past, or hope to have this year, with the Road Trip?
I always promise to do it, but then life happens. Maybe this year. Does the HTML on the badges/ graphics page help you?
No.
Did you meet your blogging goals in April?
Yes, I wrote all 26 posts.
What were your top five favourite blogs from the challenge to visit in April this year?
I want to mention Whatever I Think of and the bookish scavenger hunt there. It was fun. Not that I did not find a few other good ones, but this year I found only a few I really looked forward to reading. Also I ran out of time. I would have loved to solve Jamie's crosswords @ Uniquely Maladjusted but Fun, I'd have loved to follow LindaMay Curry's journey with Cancer @ The lost Summer, (Curry Apple Orchard), or seen all of America's beauty with AM @ Ramblin' with AM, and so much more. But my eyes, never good, were especially uncooperative during May.
Did a co-host (J Lenni Dorner, Arlee Bird, Zalka Csenge Virág, John Holton, Jayden R Vincente, or Ronel Janse van Vuuren) comment on your blog during the challenge?
Yes, and thank you. Is there a comment you received on your blog in April that is your favorite?
Yes there is - but I'll keep it to myself. Who were your top comment-leavers this challenge, and did they do the challenge?
I don't know, as I don't keep track of comments. I suspect Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings or River @ Drifting through Life, but then we comment on one another's blogs throughout the year. Actually I just looked to my stats - and found a strange fact - I've had fewer visitors and comments during A-Z than I normally have. I wonder why. Is your blog open to comments from everyone, or only comments from those who "sign in" to the platform?
Yes, my blog is open to everyone, always. older posts are moderated, to avoid spamming, but never limited by log in or captchas or any such. Do you feel this helps or hurts your blogging comment goals?
Erm, sorry. I do not understand. Other blogs having log in or Captchas surely prevents me from commenting, if this is what you mean. Are there any other blog hops you regularly take part in?
Poetry Monday, Words for Wednesday, Sunday Selections and Colour of the Month (Colour26). All these have suffered because of the A-Z Challenge. Did you discover anything interesting because of the Challenge?
Of course. Reading so many different blogs would make me discover something :) Will you plan to do the Blogging from A to Z April Challenge in 2027, and why (or why not)?
No, I won't. Because ... please read my A-Z Challenge Reflections ~ Part 2 for an explanation. Will you recommend this blog hop to others?
Neither recommend nor the opposite. If RoadTrippers only visit one of your Challenge posts, which would you suggest and why? (This question is also the prompt if you create a RoadTrip post.)
Do you plan to visit the A to Z site every month?
The site gets many hits, even in the off-season!
What else could the team offer you to persuade you to encourage others to join the challenge?
I do not plan to visit, I do visit now and then, mostly to see if you're doing something like the Zip through Autumn Challenge from 2022. Do you plan to visit the A to Z site every month?
The site gets many hits, even in the off-season!
What else could the team offer you to persuade you to encourage others to join the challenge?
To make me do the challenge again in 2027, and encourage others to do the challenge as well ... Good question. It's not the challenge as such that makes me say no to doing this again, but something has shifted, from fun and sharing to a hard seriousness and monetizing of a lot of things ...
I do not mean to disdain anybody's hard work, and I really admire the Crew for their dedication and all what they do, but still, I don't know ... It was way more fun some years ago, and I have no idea how to remedy this ...
søndag den 3. maj 2026
Sunday Selections ~ Gold in the Garden
And once again I find I've forgotten to hit Publish.
I am happy the A-Z Challenge has now ended, and I solemnly swear not to participate again.
All the gold I found, walking my garden in the overcast, early evening.
Her er alt det guld, jeg fandt i min have, da jeg gik en tur i det overskyede vejr først på aftenen.
I am happy the A-Z Challenge has now ended, and I solemnly swear not to participate again.
~ 💛 ~ ~ 💛 ~ ~ 💛 ~ ~ 💛 ~
Månedens farve for maj er ~ The Colour of the Month for May is
Månedens farve for maj er ~ The Colour of the Month for May is
All the gold I found, walking my garden in the overcast, early evening.
Her er alt det guld, jeg fandt i min have, da jeg gik en tur i det overskyede vejr først på aftenen.
fredag den 1. maj 2026
Fredagsfrustration ~ Store Bededag
I dag er det fredag i fjerde uge i påsken. Tidligere var det Store Bededag. Men det er det jo netop ikke længere. Suk. Jeg savner i den grad det åndehul i foråret den dag gav.
I år er det igen en ganske almindelig hverdag. Ugleungerne og Skribenten er væk hjemmefra, arbejde og uddannelse kalder.
Jeg savner Store Bededag!
Store Bededag var en fridag, der betød meget for mig. Det var så at sige en "gratis" fridag. Butikkerne var lukkede, så vi kunne ikke tage på indkøb. Vi fik ikke gæster, vi skulle ikke i kirke. Kort sagt, vi havde bare fri, og der var ingen, der forventede noget af os, ingenting vi skulle.
Det savner jeg i den grad ... den her lette, boblende frie fornemmelse, når dagen ender af "Tænk, det er kun lørdag i morgen!"
Jeg bliver altså ikke mere produktiv af at savne den!
Today is Friday in the 4th week of Easter. Until now it was a holiday, Common (or great) prayer day, but again this year it is just another Friday. The Owlets and the Writer are off to jobs and training.
I miss this holiday. It was a breathing space in the busy spring, the period for exams, digging, doing ...
It was so to say a "free" holiday. Nobody expected anything from us, the shops were closed, so no shopping, we were not having any guests, we were not supposed to go to church (this was a Protestant prayer day only 😉). Not a thing in the calendar, and when the day ended, I always have had this light, bubbly feeling: Tomorrow is only Saturday! This feeling - of a week with two Saturdays - I am sorely going to miss in years to come.
I really do not think that this feeling of frustration and loss will make me a better, more industrious citizen!
Men stadigvæk:
Når Store bededag nu falder på 1. maj er det rødbededag.
Derfor måtte jeg, der ellers ikke bryder mig særligt om rødbeder, bestemt så enrække eller to af dem i dag. For at det hele ikke skulle blive for rødt, valgte jeg en bolchestribet sort.
God rødbededag.
A Danish pun, that led to MotherOwl sowing beetroots.
And yes the beetroots are supposed to be striped inside, like a candy cane.
I år er det igen en ganske almindelig hverdag. Ugleungerne og Skribenten er væk hjemmefra, arbejde og uddannelse kalder.
Jeg savner Store Bededag!
Store Bededag var en fridag, der betød meget for mig. Det var så at sige en "gratis" fridag. Butikkerne var lukkede, så vi kunne ikke tage på indkøb. Vi fik ikke gæster, vi skulle ikke i kirke. Kort sagt, vi havde bare fri, og der var ingen, der forventede noget af os, ingenting vi skulle.
Det savner jeg i den grad ... den her lette, boblende frie fornemmelse, når dagen ender af "Tænk, det er kun lørdag i morgen!"
Today is Friday in the 4th week of Easter. Until now it was a holiday, Common (or great) prayer day, but again this year it is just another Friday. The Owlets and the Writer are off to jobs and training.
I miss this holiday. It was a breathing space in the busy spring, the period for exams, digging, doing ...
It was so to say a "free" holiday. Nobody expected anything from us, the shops were closed, so no shopping, we were not having any guests, we were not supposed to go to church (this was a Protestant prayer day only 😉). Not a thing in the calendar, and when the day ended, I always have had this light, bubbly feeling: Tomorrow is only Saturday! This feeling - of a week with two Saturdays - I am sorely going to miss in years to come.
I really do not think that this feeling of frustration and loss will make me a better, more industrious citizen!
Men stadigvæk:
Når Store bededag nu falder på 1. maj er det rødbededag. Derfor måtte jeg, der ellers ikke bryder mig særligt om rødbeder, bestemt så enrække eller to af dem i dag. For at det hele ikke skulle blive for rødt, valgte jeg en bolchestribet sort.
God rødbededag.
- o O o -
A Danish pun, that led to MotherOwl sowing beetroots.
And yes the beetroots are supposed to be striped inside, like a candy cane.
A-Z Challenge ~ Stats
I did it! I posted an A-Z post every day of April except Sundays
This year again I choose an easy way out. Each day I solved the Wordle of the day, using as starter a word beginning with the letter of the day.
As the alternative badges, as supplied by Lissa suggest travel I chose travel-related words as starter words, and for most of the posts I succeeded in adding a few words pertaining to my chosen starter word and telling a tale from my many travels.
One of the funny things about Wordle is solving it - or not - and the number of guesses you use for this, it lend itself perfectly to statistics.
Stats ~ Wordling
Looking through my earlier Wordle stats tells me that out of 26 Wordles I typically solve it in:
4 guesses 9 times,
5 guesses 6 times,
6 guesses 5 times,
3 guesses 3 times,
and fail 3 times.
Or an average of 4.8 guesses. How was April 2026 compared to this?
I solved 25 of the 26 relevant Wordles at an average of 4,8 guesses. My distribution of guesses can be seen in this grid:
I do not know if this means anything other than starter words not belonging to my usual batch pushes the number of guesses upwards, and some luck led to fewer fails. Let's leave well alone.
Stats ~ Blogging and visiting
I know there'll be a dedicated reflections post for this later on, but I'll do a bit now, when my mind is still on the challenge.
Blogs visited:
I visited - or should I say tried to visit - all the 144 participating blogs on the master list. I did not comment on all of them. I repeat, again modified, from former years' Stats post:
In past
year I spent far too much time trying to comment on blogs that
required a log in, wading through posts not touching on the A-Z at all
or where I had to "fight" to get to the posts ... to the detriment of my
visiting blogs that were interesting or were following the guidelines.
This year I was not going to revisit non-participants, those
requiring a large amount of blogging gymnastics, or those where I did not like the graphics or contents.
Why did I then have such a tough time again this year?
Non-participants:
Again too many blogs were not participating. Of the 144 bloggers signed up 20 did either not exist, had supplied broken links, or did not participate. This is 13.8 % of the blog. Even worse than last year.
I do not know what, if anything, can be done about this. We sign a disclaimer where we agree to this:
Blog Link *
Please make sure the link works and leads to your blog, not a specific post or area where you create your posts. Thanks! It must go to a PUBLIC blog where anyone doing the challenge may COMMENT WITHOUT LOGGING IN, SIGNING UP, or SUBSCRIBING.
The team visits
all blogs at least once I know. Could they maybe in some way mark those
"defective" ones on the master list so as not to waste loads of time for
all the rest of us?Please make sure the link works and leads to your blog, not a specific post or area where you create your posts. Thanks! It must go to a PUBLIC blog where anyone doing the challenge may COMMENT WITHOUT LOGGING IN, SIGNING UP, or SUBSCRIBING.
Read and commented:
I expanded on the list I made after the theme-reveals. I visited all the blogs I had not yet visited during the theme reveal, and marked them using the same system either Green for interesting, Yellow for maybe interesting (or interesting with bad graphics), or Red for not interesting.
After a few days I had:
7 in Green
26 in Yellow only a few because of bad graphics
111 in Red of these also the 20 with no A-Z, double entries, or broken links.
Of the Green and Yellow ones and a fe w Red ones too, I have commented on 35 or maybe some more as my comment would sometimes just disappear. I had this happening mostly on blogs on Substacks, WordPress, and some in an unknown format. Some blogs where I have commented more than once still only count once in my stats.
As STATS is actually a five letter word, I tried to solve today's Wordle with STATS as a starter - same as last year.
Wordle 1.777 4/6
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Earning me yet an unclaimed Greens Only badge
And the solution - with badge:
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