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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
well
understanding
challenge
person
genuine
suffering
and/or
faith
ambition
chance
hard
design
closet
BUSY:
I have for some time been running after my own tali .. or whatever it saying goes ... been too busy. I'm off for a small break. See you all!
Dear readers and co-bloggers, now commenting is again possible on almost all blogs.
We're still waiting for the blogrolls to update, so if you think I'm slow in commenting this might be why.
While waiting for an update on this, know that I'm still reading and enjoying your blogs, albeit a bit later than any of us would like.
onsdag den 5. august 2026
mandag den 3. august 2026
Poetry Monday :: Tractor & Belated Colour26
Every Monday is Poetry Monday.
Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017, and later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
I have something to ask of you: If you read this and the poetry of others via the links, would you please leave a comment.
Half - if not more - the fun of these challenges is receiving the responses of others.
Today the prompt is Tractor. This is an easy prompt for me. The steers outside are filled with tractors, red Tractors, green tractors, blue tractors, all lugging a trailer, sometimes in the same colour as the tractor, but often not. The other day two busy tractors crossed one another outside de our house, going slowly in the narrow road. One loaded, one empty, one red tractor with a green trailer, one green tractor with a red trailer. I do not know why we found this so fun, but it was ... just one of these things.
The blue tractors are mostly the excat blue I found for the Colour of the Month.
Just outside my door
I see tractors galore
It is harvest time
Blue tractors that fill
trailers to the gills
It is harvest time
They swing and they sway
throughout the day
It's harvest time
The grain that it spills
end up in the bills
of sparrows and tits.
We hear the combine
fromseven to nine
around the clock.
Outside my door
there's tractors galore.
It's harvest time.
- - - - - - -UPCOMING Prompts: - - - - - - -
August 10 - Bluebell
August 17 - Sunny days
August 24 - Photography
August 31 - Xerophyte.
Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017, and later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
I have something to ask of you: If you read this and the poetry of others via the links, would you please leave a comment.
Half - if not more - the fun of these challenges is receiving the responses of others.
Today the prompt is Tractor. This is an easy prompt for me. The steers outside are filled with tractors, red Tractors, green tractors, blue tractors, all lugging a trailer, sometimes in the same colour as the tractor, but often not. The other day two busy tractors crossed one another outside de our house, going slowly in the narrow road. One loaded, one empty, one red tractor with a green trailer, one green tractor with a red trailer. I do not know why we found this so fun, but it was ... just one of these things.
The blue tractors are mostly the excat blue I found for the Colour of the Month.
Just outside my door
I see tractors galore
It is harvest time
Blue tractors that fill
trailers to the gills
It is harvest time
They swing and they sway
throughout the day
It's harvest time
The grain that it spills
end up in the bills
of sparrows and tits.
We hear the combine
from
around the clock.
Outside my door
there's tractors galore.
It's harvest time.
- - - - - - -UPCOMING Prompts: - - - - - - -
August 10 - Bluebell
August 17 - Sunny days
August 24 - Photography
August 31 - Xerophyte.
torsdag den 30. juli 2026
Words for Wednesday ~ July 29
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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Snake,
Linen,
Cake,
Tired,
Letter,
Clip
and/or
Brush,
Matter,
Rake,
Blue,
Bush,
Read
Wednesday Hex strikes again. Today, Thursday, I used all the words for another Here & now, only not "matter" ... and for once not in the order they were given.
This was my last Wednesday supplying the Words for Wednesday. As I wrote and sent them to River back in December last year, they were as new to me as they were to you. In August the Words will be suppiled by Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings, and will go live there as well as at River's Drifting through Life
Yesterday the first thing on the agenda was PE, as every Wednesday. I passed a dead snake on my way to the bus stop. It was quite dead and totally flat, run over by several cars. Poor guy.
After PE, I hurried to the train station on my tired legs and caught a train direction Hillerød.
Yesterday we visited my mother's grave for her birthday.
We met up with three of the Owlets and we brushed up the grave site, where also the Owlets' paternal grandparents are buried. We straightened up the headstones, weeded, planted some new orange, white and blue flowers, laid the flagstones back in place, and raked the gravel. It looked nice when we were done.
Then we said some prayers and went leisurely back through the graveyard, reading some of the headstones - many of them commemorating former friends or acquaintances - wondering in one place why all the letters were polished up, but not the hyphens, We ended up in a nearby place where we ate pizza, spaghetti. ice-cream and cake, and reminisced and talked.
We travelled home by a bus, two trains and finally yet another bus, where one Owlet and I ran to catch it, and the Writer as always biked home.
Home again I took down the bed linen from the clothes line. Then I fed the hens some weeds, removing part of the brush growing under the clothes lines.
As one of the last thing, as I sat down at my computer to check my e-mail, I found the missing hair clip - it had been sitting right there, hidden in plain sight - for two weeks' time. Big Sis still has the other one, but she's away travelling.
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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Snake,
Linen,
Cake,
Tired,
Letter,
Clip
and/or
Brush,
Matter,
Rake,
Blue,
Bush,
Read
Wednesday Hex strikes again. Today, Thursday, I used all the words for another Here & now, only not "matter" ... and for once not in the order they were given.
This was my last Wednesday supplying the Words for Wednesday. As I wrote and sent them to River back in December last year, they were as new to me as they were to you. In August the Words will be suppiled by Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings, and will go live there as well as at River's Drifting through Life
Yesterday the first thing on the agenda was PE, as every Wednesday. I passed a dead snake on my way to the bus stop. It was quite dead and totally flat, run over by several cars. Poor guy.
After PE, I hurried to the train station on my tired legs and caught a train direction Hillerød.
Yesterday we visited my mother's grave for her birthday.
We met up with three of the Owlets and we brushed up the grave site, where also the Owlets' paternal grandparents are buried. We straightened up the headstones, weeded, planted some new orange, white and blue flowers, laid the flagstones back in place, and raked the gravel. It looked nice when we were done.
Then we said some prayers and went leisurely back through the graveyard, reading some of the headstones - many of them commemorating former friends or acquaintances - wondering in one place why all the letters were polished up, but not the hyphens, We ended up in a nearby place where we ate pizza, spaghetti. ice-cream and cake, and reminisced and talked.
We travelled home by a bus, two trains and finally yet another bus, where one Owlet and I ran to catch it, and the Writer as always biked home.
Home again I took down the bed linen from the clothes line. Then I fed the hens some weeds, removing part of the brush growing under the clothes lines.
As one of the last thing, as I sat down at my computer to check my e-mail, I found the missing hair clip - it had been sitting right there, hidden in plain sight - for two weeks' time. Big Sis still has the other one, but she's away travelling.
tirsdag den 28. juli 2026
Colour of the Month ~ August ~ Månedens farve
The colour of the Month for August is ~ Månedens farve for august er
For august fik jeg endnu en grøn, så jeg lod systemet vælge en anden. Denne fine blå.
For August I originally had yet a green, after finishing, I tried another, and got this pretty blue.
For august fik jeg endnu en grøn, så jeg lod systemet vælge en anden. Denne fine blå.
For August I originally had yet a green, after finishing, I tried another, and got this pretty blue.
mandag den 27. juli 2026
Poetry Monday :: Relief
Every Monday is Poetry Monday.
Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017, and later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane has returned home from her travels some time ago, but seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
I find this sad, because she reached many more poetry-writing bloggers than Mimi and I do.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
I have something to ask of you: If you read this and the poetry of others via the links, would you please leave a comment.
Half - if not more - the fun of these challenges is receiving the responses of others.
Today's prompt is Relief
Sometimes, when I have no idea what to do with the words, I simply find all words that rhyme with it, and mostly a nonsense verse takes form. This happened today as well.
I asked for rhymes on Relief - which I suspect can be pronounced in two different ways with different meanings. And I was given: Belief - Broadleaf - Debrief - Flyleaf - Khalif - Longleaf - Massif - Motif - Serif - and Beef!
Longleaf and Broadleaf sounds like pipeweeds from the Hobbit, I looked them up, and the truth is more plain.
It turned into this:
Last week we had beef
now it's a relief
to write of a leaf
Although my belief
is that the Khalif
would rather have beef
than slender longleaf.
I see a motif
in every broadleaf
oh, what a relief!
- - - - - - -UPCOMING Prompts: - - - - - - -
August 3 - Tractors
August 10 - Bluebell
August 17 - Sunny days
August 24 - Photography
August 31 - Xerophyte.
Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017, and later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane has returned home from her travels some time ago, but seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
I find this sad, because she reached many more poetry-writing bloggers than Mimi and I do.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
I have something to ask of you: If you read this and the poetry of others via the links, would you please leave a comment.
Half - if not more - the fun of these challenges is receiving the responses of others.
-- 🍳 -- 🥩 -- 🥕 -- 🐟 -- 🍥 -- 🌿 -- 🍚 --
Today's prompt is Relief
Sometimes, when I have no idea what to do with the words, I simply find all words that rhyme with it, and mostly a nonsense verse takes form. This happened today as well.
I asked for rhymes on Relief - which I suspect can be pronounced in two different ways with different meanings. And I was given: Belief - Broadleaf - Debrief - Flyleaf - Khalif - Longleaf - Massif - Motif - Serif - and Beef!
Longleaf and Broadleaf sounds like pipeweeds from the Hobbit, I looked them up, and the truth is more plain.
It turned into this:
Last week we had beef
now it's a relief
to write of a leaf
Although my belief
is that the Khalif
would rather have beef
than slender longleaf.
I see a motif
in every broadleaf
oh, what a relief!
- - - - - - -UPCOMING Prompts: - - - - - - -
August 3 - Tractors
August 10 - Bluebell
August 17 - Sunny days
August 24 - Photography
August 31 - Xerophyte.
søndag den 26. juli 2026
Sunday Selection ~ Rubber Ducks
Søndagsbilleder ~ Badeænder
Back then, over 30 years ago, when I painted the bathroom for the first
time, stencil painting was all the rage. I wanted to give it a go too,
but stencils were ridiculously expensive. I got a couple for free from
the paint shop, but they weren’t all that inspiring. So I simply made my
own. Some sheets for an overhead projector, flotsam from some failed
project was perfectly good – stiff and easy to draw on. So I had a bit
of fun and made some flowers for the stairs – perhaps more on that later
– and a rubber duck with waves for our bathroom.
Dengang for over 30 år siden, da jeg malede badeværeslet første gang, var stencilmaling det store nyt. Jeg ville også, men stencils var hammerdyre. Jeg fik et par gratis hos farvehandleren, medn de var ikke så inspirerende. Så jeg lavede simpelthen mine egne. Overhead-plastik, som vi havde fra et eller andet skibbrudent projekt, var godt og stift og til at tegne på. Så jeg legede og fabrikerede en blomsterremse til trappe - måkske mere om den senere - og en badeand med bølger til vores badeværelse.
Unfortunately, the stencil paint had hardened up, and unlike back then, paint is now ridiculously expensive and stencils quite cheap, so I bought ordinary paint instead. It doesn’t give quite as good a result, but it’s not too bad. Yes, I still had the old stencils. I even knew where!
We simply have to have rubber ducks in our bathroom!
Badeænder skal der være på vores badeværelse!
Here I begin, waves, a rubber duck, waves, a rubber duck, and so on.
〰 🦆 〰
Dengang for over 30 år siden, da jeg malede badeværeslet første gang, var stencilmaling det store nyt. Jeg ville også, men stencils var hammerdyre. Jeg fik et par gratis hos farvehandleren, medn de var ikke så inspirerende. Så jeg lavede simpelthen mine egne. Overhead-plastik, som vi havde fra et eller andet skibbrudent projekt, var godt og stift og til at tegne på. Så jeg legede og fabrikerede en blomsterremse til trappe - måkske mere om den senere - og en badeand med bølger til vores badeværelse.
〰 🦆 〰
Unfortunately, the stencil paint had hardened up, and unlike back then, paint is now ridiculously expensive and stencils quite cheap, so I bought ordinary paint instead. It doesn’t give quite as good a result, but it’s not too bad. Yes, I still had the old stencils. I even knew where!
We simply have to have rubber ducks in our bathroom!
〰 🦆 〰
Stencilmalingen var
desværre stivnet, og i modsætning til dengang, er maling nu hammerdyr og
stencils til at betale, så jeg købte almindelig maling i stedet. Det
giver ikke helt så godt et resultat, men det er til at leve med. Ja, jeg havde stadigvæk de gamle stencils, og jeg kunne endda huske, hvor de var!Badeænder skal der være på vores badeværelse!
〰 🦆 〰
Her er starten, En blå bølge, en badeand, en blå bølge, nok en and, og så videre.
And the end reaching the other side of the window. One of the ducks to the right looks not quite right
Oh, it's green, and swimming the wrong way too. This is new, I wonder what the Owlets will say, when they come home visiting ...
The one on the small cupboard turned green as well. It's an opposite duck, maybe.
If you embiggen this photo you might be able to see the shadow of two leaves and an owl; old stickers, that I peeled off after they sat there for very long. The cupboard catches the morning sun and has turned ivory over the years. Not so the parts cowered by leaves and owl.
This happened Wednesday and Thursday.
Hvis man forstørrer billedet, kan det være, at man kan se aftrykket af to blade og en ugle. Der har siddet nogle klistermærker i mange år. Skabet får morgensol og derfor var klistermærkerne afblegede - og skabet gulnet - med tiden.
Det var onsdag og torsdag.
Friday I put everything back in place, also this rubber duckling, living in the window sill.
〰 🦆 〰
Og her slutter jeg ved den anden side af vinduet. En af badeænderne ser vist lidt sær ud ...
〰 🦆 〰
Den er grøn, og så svømmer den den gale vej. Det er nyt. Gad vide hvad Ugleungerne siger til det, når de kommer på besøg.
If you embiggen this photo you might be able to see the shadow of two leaves and an owl; old stickers, that I peeled off after they sat there for very long. The cupboard catches the morning sun and has turned ivory over the years. Not so the parts cowered by leaves and owl.
This happened Wednesday and Thursday.
〰 🦆 〰
Den på skabet blev også en grøn på tværs-badeand. Hvis man forstørrer billedet, kan det være, at man kan se aftrykket af to blade og en ugle. Der har siddet nogle klistermærker i mange år. Skabet får morgensol og derfor var klistermærkerne afblegede - og skabet gulnet - med tiden.
Det var onsdag og torsdag.
〰 🦆 〰
Friday I put everything back in place, also this rubber duckling, living in the window sill.
〰 🦆 〰
Fredag satte jeg alting på plads. Også denne lille grønne badeand, der bor i vindueskarmen. 
〰 🦆 〰
Og jeg fandt ud af, hvorfor jeg ikke var tilfreds med de malede, grønne ænder. Deres næb skal jo være røde! På den igen!
〰 🦆 〰
Ænder på rad og række, sådan da. Nu med røde næb. 
〰 🦆 〰
Og så den på skabet, det er nok den mest vellykkede af dem alle sammen. 〰 🦆 〰
I think that those ducks count for the colour of the month as well.
〰 🦆 〰
Mon ikke de ænder tæller for månedens farve også? Det synes jeg. 
torsdag den 23. juli 2026
Words for Wednesday ~ July 22 ~
Wednesday Hex Still ~ Here and Now
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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Spice,
Think,
Scissors,
Glue,
Numbers,
Glum
and/or
Patch,
Banana,
Evening,
Lamp,
Shady,
Golden
As I'm still suffering from a hex making my Wednesdays busy, it is now Thursday. Another Here and now, describing my busy Wednesday.
Wednesday I went to town early. I did not go by bike, as it was raining and windy. First on the program was an hour's PE, then shopping for spices, yoghurt, granola and a new hairclip for me. My daughter accidentally took off with the only working one, I had, and the other one went missing some days ago. I think that working with scissors, glue, paint and cleaning solutions, climbing up and down furniture and ladders with my hair hanging down, could lead to any number of mishaps and accidents, I had to find a new one and now foresaw the glum prospect of trawling all the smart-ass shops in town. Luckily I decided to visit a second hand store and found two! hairclips small enough for my thin and slippery hair.
After a knitting circle meeting - which was very nice, involving cake, lots of talking, new books to peruse - and naturally knitting - I returned home in the late afternoon.
Then I downloaded a bothersome patch for some computer troubles, drank coffee with hubby, ate a banana, jumped into my "dirty clothes" put one of the new hairclips in my hair and scrubbed, rinsed off and painted our bathroom. It's not big, but I last painted it over 30 years ago, when first we moved in here. It was in need of a repaint. It was evening before I was done.
Then we ate leftovers from yesterday, and sat a bit by lamplight drinking a cup of tea while watching the shades grow deeper and darker as the golden sun set. I installed the patch, almost swearing over the lots of bugs and unwieldy solutions. Then I went out into the semi-dark garden, closing greenhouse, garden gates, and chicken coop - it was time for bed.
No time for writing.
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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Spice,
Think,
Scissors,
Glue,
Numbers,
Glum
and/or
Patch,
Banana,
Evening,
Lamp,
Shady,
Golden
As I'm still suffering from a hex making my Wednesdays busy, it is now Thursday. Another Here and now, describing my busy Wednesday.
Wednesday I went to town early. I did not go by bike, as it was raining and windy. First on the program was an hour's PE, then shopping for spices, yoghurt, granola and a new hairclip for me. My daughter accidentally took off with the only working one, I had, and the other one went missing some days ago. I think that working with scissors, glue, paint and cleaning solutions, climbing up and down furniture and ladders with my hair hanging down, could lead to any number of mishaps and accidents, I had to find a new one and now foresaw the glum prospect of trawling all the smart-ass shops in town. Luckily I decided to visit a second hand store and found two! hairclips small enough for my thin and slippery hair.
After a knitting circle meeting - which was very nice, involving cake, lots of talking, new books to peruse - and naturally knitting - I returned home in the late afternoon.
Then I downloaded a bothersome patch for some computer troubles, drank coffee with hubby, ate a banana, jumped into my "dirty clothes" put one of the new hairclips in my hair and scrubbed, rinsed off and painted our bathroom. It's not big, but I last painted it over 30 years ago, when first we moved in here. It was in need of a repaint. It was evening before I was done.
Then we ate leftovers from yesterday, and sat a bit by lamplight drinking a cup of tea while watching the shades grow deeper and darker as the golden sun set. I installed the patch, almost swearing over the lots of bugs and unwieldy solutions. Then I went out into the semi-dark garden, closing greenhouse, garden gates, and chicken coop - it was time for bed.
No time for writing.
mandag den 20. juli 2026
Poetry Monday :: Beef
Every Monday is Poetry Monday.
Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017, and later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane has returned home from her travels some time ago, but seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
I find this sad, because she reached many more poetry-writing bloggers than Mimi and I do.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
I have something to ask of you: If you read this and the poetry of others via the links, would you please leave a comment.
Half - if not more - the fun of these challenges is receiving the responses of others.
Today's prompt is Beef
By now I think that you all know that I love limited poems, like Haiku, and Elfje. During the 2025 A-Z Challenge, I found the Epulaeryu at ladyleemanila's blog.
As always when pressed for time and energy, I recourse to these short forms. I still need some practise in Epulaeryu - strange name with a strange explanation:
The Epulaeryu poem is about delicious food (The name is, I think, a mixture of Greek and Japanese).
It consists of seven lines and thirty-three syllables.
The form is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1 syllables, and the seventh line ends with an exclamation mark.
A tempting smell is wafting
to us from the pan.
We sprinkle salt and pepper
we turn it as we can.
Serve it with taters
and veggies.
Beef!
- - - - - - -UPCOMING Prompts: - - - - - - -
July 27 - Relief
August 3 - Tractors
August 10 - Bluebell
August 17 - Sunny days
August 24 - Photography
August 31 - Xerophyte.
Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017, and later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane has returned home from her travels some time ago, but seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
I find this sad, because she reached many more poetry-writing bloggers than Mimi and I do.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
I have something to ask of you: If you read this and the poetry of others via the links, would you please leave a comment.
Half - if not more - the fun of these challenges is receiving the responses of others.
-- 🍳 -- 🥩 -- 🥕 -- 🐟 -- 🍥 -- 🌿 -- 🍚 --
Today's prompt is Beef
By now I think that you all know that I love limited poems, like Haiku, and Elfje. During the 2025 A-Z Challenge, I found the Epulaeryu at ladyleemanila's blog.
As always when pressed for time and energy, I recourse to these short forms. I still need some practise in Epulaeryu - strange name with a strange explanation:
The Epulaeryu poem is about delicious food (The name is, I think, a mixture of Greek and Japanese).
It consists of seven lines and thirty-three syllables.
The form is 7/5/7/5/5/3/1 syllables, and the seventh line ends with an exclamation mark.
A tempting smell is wafting
to us from the pan.
We sprinkle salt and pepper
we turn it as we can.
Serve it with taters
and veggies.
Beef!
- - - - - - -UPCOMING Prompts: - - - - - - -
July 27 - Relief
August 3 - Tractors
August 10 - Bluebell
August 17 - Sunny days
August 24 - Photography
August 31 - Xerophyte.
søndag den 19. juli 2026
Sunday Selections ~ Søndagsbilleder July 19
Colour26
This past week ... I've been folding tiny stars.
Each star is made from nine squares cut from a tea bag wrapper or an equivalent size of gift wrapper. I know what I'm going to use them for -- or at least I have an idea.
I den forgangne uge ... har jeg foldet miniaturestjerner.
Hver af dem er foldet af ni firkanter klippet ud af tebrevsomslag. Eller af gavepapir klippet i samme størrelse. Jeg har en idé til, hvad de skal bruges til.
There's something Jade green in this star.
Der er Jadegrønne felter på denne her stjerne.
I've hung up decorative objects on our new shed.
Jeg har hængt ting op at pynte på vores nye skur.
And eaten summer candy.
Og spist sommerslik.
And seen a snake ... or maybe not.
Og set en slange ... eller også ikke.
This last one has a partially Jade green background.
Baggrunden i det sidste billede her er også Jadegrøn.
Each star is made from nine squares cut from a tea bag wrapper or an equivalent size of gift wrapper. I know what I'm going to use them for -- or at least I have an idea.
I den forgangne uge ... har jeg foldet miniaturestjerner.
Hver af dem er foldet af ni firkanter klippet ud af tebrevsomslag. Eller af gavepapir klippet i samme størrelse. Jeg har en idé til, hvad de skal bruges til.
Der er Jadegrønne felter på denne her stjerne.
I've hung up decorative objects on our new shed.
Jeg har hængt ting op at pynte på vores nye skur.
And eaten summer candy.
Og spist sommerslik.
And seen a snake ... or maybe not.
Og set en slange ... eller også ikke.
Baggrunden i det sidste billede her er også Jadegrøn.
fredag den 17. juli 2026
Fredagsfrustration - eller snarere -undren
Friday Frustration -- or rather Astonishment
I går løste jeg Wordle med bare grønne bogstaver, og det gav mig et badge, "Sea of Green".
I dag løste jeg Wordle med bare gule bogstaver. Hvorfor er der ikke et "Sea of Yellow" for det?
I dag løste jeg Wordle med bare gule bogstaver. Hvorfor er der ikke et "Sea of Yellow" for det?
-- 🟨 🟩 --
Yesterday I solved the Wordle with only green letters, and had the badge Sea of Green to show for it.
Today I solved the Wordle with only yellow letters. Why am I not given a Sea of Yellow badge for this?
I går / Yesterday:
Wordle 1.853 3/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜🟩
⬜🟩⬜🟩⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
I dag / Today:
Wordle 1.854 3/6
🟨🟨⬜🟨🟨
🟨🟨🟨🟨⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Gårsdagens / Yesterday's Sea of Green:
torsdag den 16. juli 2026
Using the Words ~ "Here and Now"
Ants,
Sushi,
Meeting,
Miniature,
Juniper,
Leaves
and/or
Mushroom,
Seagull,
Windy,
Glass,
Knit,
Safe
and/or the photo of a dormer window ... I did not use it, but I want to.
Once again I'm late, and once again this week I did not succeed in writing out the idea in my head. Another "here and now" is all I can do. And I took up my extra challenge of using the Words in the order they're given.
Today I spent the day cleaning, picking berries and fighting ants. The ants were flying today, and came out through a hole in our windowsill - inside. I fought them with the vacuum cleaner, running from the books and dust bunnies upstairs to the downstairs garden door carrying our vacuum cleaner.
I made sushi for dinner for me and the Pirate, he and the Writer also had pierogi, and we all had fried zucchini and pasta.
We have had no serious meetings for some days now, we're having summer holidays and thoroughly enjoying it. The sun is shining almost every day, the berries are ripe, and the ants are flying!
While dusting and re-arranging books (and ants) I also found some of the miniature Lego figures, belonging to a Hogwarts Christmas calendar from ome years ago. I like them, they are fun with Luna Lovegood dressed in a lion costume, and Dumbledore in an elf's hat with a wand and a sprig of juniper - I think this strange, I would have expected holly or ivy, but the leaves look just like juniper to me.
Yesterday Marsupilami was home visiting. We ate mushrooms, meatballs, and more, and he told of his fishing trip. He did not catch anything edible, only a sea anemone attached to a stone. But it had been a nice trip. Lots of seagulls, and the pier was nice and windy, he's not as crazy about heat and sunshine as I am. We put the sea anemone in a glass of water with salt in it, but it died anyway. It reminded me of the cacti, I am knitting - I know ... knitted cacti are not what I normally do, but the Owlets teased me, and told me that woolly cacti are the only safe ones. Pictures will come, promise.
Today's Wordle earned me another "Sea of Green":
Wordle 1.853 3/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜🟩
⬜🟩⬜🟩⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
And it was a fast solve too.
Sushi,
Meeting,
Miniature,
Juniper,
Leaves
and/or
Mushroom,
Seagull,
Windy,
Glass,
Knit,
Safe
and/or the photo of a dormer window ... I did not use it, but I want to.
Once again I'm late, and once again this week I did not succeed in writing out the idea in my head. Another "here and now" is all I can do. And I took up my extra challenge of using the Words in the order they're given.
Today I spent the day cleaning, picking berries and fighting ants. The ants were flying today, and came out through a hole in our windowsill - inside. I fought them with the vacuum cleaner, running from the books and dust bunnies upstairs to the downstairs garden door carrying our vacuum cleaner.
I made sushi for dinner for me and the Pirate, he and the Writer also had pierogi, and we all had fried zucchini and pasta.
We have had no serious meetings for some days now, we're having summer holidays and thoroughly enjoying it. The sun is shining almost every day, the berries are ripe, and the ants are flying!
While dusting and re-arranging books (and ants) I also found some of the miniature Lego figures, belonging to a Hogwarts Christmas calendar from ome years ago. I like them, they are fun with Luna Lovegood dressed in a lion costume, and Dumbledore in an elf's hat with a wand and a sprig of juniper - I think this strange, I would have expected holly or ivy, but the leaves look just like juniper to me.
Yesterday Marsupilami was home visiting. We ate mushrooms, meatballs, and more, and he told of his fishing trip. He did not catch anything edible, only a sea anemone attached to a stone. But it had been a nice trip. Lots of seagulls, and the pier was nice and windy, he's not as crazy about heat and sunshine as I am. We put the sea anemone in a glass of water with salt in it, but it died anyway. It reminded me of the cacti, I am knitting - I know ... knitted cacti are not what I normally do, but the Owlets teased me, and told me that woolly cacti are the only safe ones. Pictures will come, promise.
Today's Wordle earned me another "Sea of Green":
Wordle 1.853 3/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜🟩
⬜🟩⬜🟩⬜
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
And it was a fast solve too.
onsdag den 15. juli 2026
Words for Wednesday ~ Only the Words ~ July 15
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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Ants,
Sushi,
Meeting,
Miniature,
Juniper,
Leaves
and/or
Mushroom,
Seagull,
Windy,
Glass,
Knit,
Safe
and/or the photo of a dormer window - thanks to River for this term.
As usual my Wednesday has been extraordinary busy - some kind of Wednesday hex maybe - I hope to use the Words in the days to come.
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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Ants,
Sushi,
Meeting,
Miniature,
Juniper,
Leaves
and/or
Mushroom,
Seagull,
Windy,
Glass,
Knit,
Safe
and/or the photo of a dormer window - thanks to River for this term.
As usual my Wednesday has been extraordinary busy - some kind of Wednesday hex maybe - I hope to use the Words in the days to come.
mandag den 13. juli 2026
Poetry Monday :: Dandelion Seeds
Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017, and later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane has returned home from her travels some time ago, but seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
I find this sad, because she reached many more poetry-writing bloggers than Mimi and I do.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
Today's prompt is Dandelion Seeds, This was not an easy topic for me. I really like Dandelions, and thir seeds aer so pretty, but making a poem about them... I could get no traction whatsoever, so after racking my brain for some time, I did something else - the idea of this challenge is after all to make us write poetry, not to pull out our hair :)
A week or two ago I bought this book second hand.
It contains selected poems by one of my favourite poets: Halfdan Rasmussen, whose praises I've sung before.
The title-poem - Mariehønen Evigglad (Mariehøne means Ladybird; Evigglad means always happy) - inspired me. And I made it into a poem in English. It has nothing in common with Dandelion seeds, except for maybe being flighty and fun.
1.
The ladybird called Everglad
went walking down the garden path
And there she saw that Felix snail
was sleeping by a water pail.
2.
Then rain came down and thunder rolled
and Everglad got wet and cold
she sought her aid in Felix snail
knocked on his shell beside the pail.
3.
And Felix called out: - Do come in!
come out of thunder, rain, and wind.
It is not roomy as you see
but dry and cozy as can be!
4.
They both sat down and laughed a lot
in Felix' snail shell, nice and hot.
And there beside the water pail
Miss Everglad turned Madam Snail.
And lots of happy kids they had
that looked a lot like mom and dad,
and they flew off into the blue
with shells and spots - my tale is true.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane has returned home from her travels some time ago, but seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
I find this sad, because she reached many more poetry-writing bloggers than Mimi and I do.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
Today's prompt is Dandelion Seeds, This was not an easy topic for me. I really like Dandelions, and thir seeds aer so pretty, but making a poem about them... I could get no traction whatsoever, so after racking my brain for some time, I did something else - the idea of this challenge is after all to make us write poetry, not to pull out our hair :)
It contains selected poems by one of my favourite poets: Halfdan Rasmussen, whose praises I've sung before.
The title-poem - Mariehønen Evigglad (Mariehøne means Ladybird; Evigglad means always happy) - inspired me. And I made it into a poem in English. It has nothing in common with Dandelion seeds, except for maybe being flighty and fun.
1.
The ladybird called Everglad
went walking down the garden path
And there she saw that Felix snail
was sleeping by a water pail.
2.
Then rain came down and thunder rolled
and Everglad got wet and cold
she sought her aid in Felix snail
knocked on his shell beside the pail.
3.
And Felix called out: - Do come in!
come out of thunder, rain, and wind.
It is not roomy as you see
but dry and cozy as can be!
4.
They both sat down and laughed a lot
in Felix' snail shell, nice and hot.
And there beside the water pail
Miss Everglad turned Madam Snail.
Extra -- it seems that almost every kindergarten in Denmark has made their own 5th verse.
I took the ones I liked best and made my own 5th verse in English.
5.I took the ones I liked best and made my own 5th verse in English.
And lots of happy kids they had
that looked a lot like mom and dad,
and they flew off into the blue
with shells and spots - my tale is true.
søndag den 12. juli 2026
Sunday Selection ~ Søndagsbilleder
Very fast, it's beyond bedtime.
Lots of pic featuring Jade green as background for other colours. More text will follow.
I hast, for det er længst sengetid.
Masse billeder med Jadegrøn som baggrund for andre farver. Mere tekst følger.
White redcurrants, "invisible" to blackbirds and doves. ~ Hvide ribs, som duer og solsorte ikke kan se.
Lots of pic featuring Jade green as background for other colours. More text will follow.
I hast, for det er længst sengetid.
Masse billeder med Jadegrøn som baggrund for andre farver. Mere tekst følger.
Redcurrants that are really red, and not yet eaten by blackbirds or doves
~
Røde ribs, som hverken duer eller solsorte har ædt endnu.
~
Røde ribs, som hverken duer eller solsorte har ædt endnu.
Oxalis, This luscious plant began as three tiny, shrivelled bulbs.
~
Oxalis. Denne overdådige plante begyndte sit liv som tre småbitte indtørrede knolde.
~
Oxalis. Denne overdådige plante begyndte sit liv som tre småbitte indtørrede knolde.
One of my yellow birthday roses. ~ En af mine gule fødselsdagsroser.
Grapes coming up. ~ Kommende vindruer.
Denne her sjove busk med blå blomster kunne jeg ikke stå for. Den hedder Ceanothus thyrsiflorus, sikke et navn! Den er ikke vinterhårdfør, så jeg må dække den grundigt og håbe den overlever.
~
This funny bush with charming blue flowers was all alone in the supermarket and begged to come home with me. I was unable to resist. It is called a Ceanothus thyrsiflorus - I have to look this up every time. It's not hardy, and I just hope it survives if I cover it up well.
~
This funny bush with charming blue flowers was all alone in the supermarket and begged to come home with me. I was unable to resist. It is called a Ceanothus thyrsiflorus - I have to look this up every time. It's not hardy, and I just hope it survives if I cover it up well.
Peas, The Pirate thinks they look like eggplants, and he's not wrong.
~
Ærter. Piraten mener de ligner auberginer. Det er ikke helt forkert.
~
Ærter. Piraten mener de ligner auberginer. Det er ikke helt forkert.
fredag den 10. juli 2026
Words for Wednesday ~ July 8
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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Peach,
Granola Bowl,
Idea,
Wood,
Sad
and/or
Turn,
Scarecrow,
Flowers,
Cauldron,
Hot,
Bubble
Also this week I'm late, and also this week I did not succeed in writing out the idea in my head. Another "here and now" is all I can do.
While I sat eating Peach Melba yoghurt from my favourite granola bowl, I got an idea. I like wood, I like working with wood. I am sad that my lathe is broken, because I find so much beautiful wood, that would be just right for the turning of a bowl.
Instead I'll maybe go and put up a scarecrow.. The crows and blackbirds are eating my redcurrants and the slugs are eating all my strawberries - a scarecrow won't help here.
Maybe I'll pick some flowers today, the marigolds and the dyer's chamomile are ready for picking.
It would be lovely to have an old cauldron to dye my wool in with the dyer's chamomile, I see it in my mind's eyes: hot, bubbling, dying hank after hank a luminous yellow. But my wonderful pot is all I have. It does not bubble, but it gets the job done.
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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Peach,
Granola Bowl,
Idea,
Wood,
Sad
and/or
Turn,
Scarecrow,
Flowers,
Cauldron,
Hot,
Bubble
Also this week I'm late, and also this week I did not succeed in writing out the idea in my head. Another "here and now" is all I can do.
While I sat eating Peach Melba yoghurt from my favourite granola bowl, I got an idea. I like wood, I like working with wood. I am sad that my lathe is broken, because I find so much beautiful wood, that would be just right for the turning of a bowl.
Instead I'll maybe go and put up a scarecrow.. The crows and blackbirds are eating my redcurrants and the slugs are eating all my strawberries - a scarecrow won't help here.
Maybe I'll pick some flowers today, the marigolds and the dyer's chamomile are ready for picking.
It would be lovely to have an old cauldron to dye my wool in with the dyer's chamomile, I see it in my mind's eyes: hot, bubbling, dying hank after hank a luminous yellow. But my wonderful pot is all I have. It does not bubble, but it gets the job done.
mandag den 6. juli 2026
Poetry Monday :: Moody ~ ~ CORRECTION!
Error message:
Dear all. I see now that I have given the prompts for the wrong dates - Sundays, not Mondays - for the rest of 2026. Blame it on my new PC, that does not show Sunday as the first day of the week.
I have now corrected them all.
-- 🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻 --
Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017, and later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane has returned home from her travels some time ago, but seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
I find this sad, because she reached many more poetry-writing bloggers than Mimi and I do.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
Today's prompt is Moody. Together with past Friday's WfW - Right Now - it made me think of a poem Pia @ ColorCottage posted ... it's almost 13 years ago! By Golly, time flies!
It is NOT my poem!
Dust If You Must
Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed,
Ponder the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, but there's not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb,
Music to hear, and books to read,
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world's out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair,
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain.
This day will not come around again.
Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it's not kind.
And when you go - and go you must -
You, yourself, will make more dust.
Not mine, published by Pia @ Colour Cottage September 26, 2013.
- - - - - - -UPCOMING Prompts: - - - - - - -
July 13 - Dandelion seeds
July 20 - Beef
July 27- Relief
August 3 - Tractors
August 10 - Bluebell
August 17 - Sunny days
August 24 - Photography
August 31 - Xerophyte.
Dear all. I see now that I have given the prompts for the wrong dates - Sundays, not Mondays - for the rest of 2026. Blame it on my new PC, that does not show Sunday as the first day of the week.
I have now corrected them all.
-- 🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻🔺🔻 --
Poetry Monday is a blogging challenge started by Diane @ On the Border in February 2017, and later it was picked up by Delores @ Mumblings and Jenny @ Procrastinating Donkey.
Then Dolores took over the hosting duties; but when Dolores left the internet, Diane returned and took over hosting duty again with her and Jenny taking turns suggesting a topic.
Now Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and I have taken over, as Diane has returned home from her travels some time ago, but seems disinclined to take up Poetry Monday again.
I find this sad, because she reached many more poetry-writing bloggers than Mimi and I do.
The prompts are now taken from 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group. This is a Facebook group with a (drawing) prompt for each day of the year, but no worries, the prompts will still be here and at Mimi's blog. And they mostly lend themselves perfectly for poeming as well.
Today's prompt is Moody. Together with past Friday's WfW - Right Now - it made me think of a poem Pia @ ColorCottage posted ... it's almost 13 years ago! By Golly, time flies!
It is NOT my poem!
Dust If You Must
Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed,
Ponder the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, but there's not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb,
Music to hear, and books to read,
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world's out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair,
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain.
This day will not come around again.
Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it's not kind.
And when you go - and go you must -
You, yourself, will make more dust.
Not mine, published by Pia @ Colour Cottage September 26, 2013.
- - - - - - -UPCOMING Prompts: - - - - - - -
July 13 - Dandelion seeds
July 20 - Beef
July 27- Relief
August 3 - Tractors
August 10 - Bluebell
August 17 - Sunny days
August 24 - Photography
August 31 - Xerophyte.
fredag den 3. juli 2026
Fredagsfrustration ~ Friday Frustration
Once again a change in the lay-out of our bus stops and the information contained there is frustrating me. For a small English summary scroll down.
Når jeg står ved et stoppested, og bussen ikke kommer som den skulle, er der nu ifølge teksten på stoppestedet to muligheder for at få besked om, hvornår den kommer:
Det er træls at jeg føler mig som en andenklasses borger fordi jeg ikke vil have en Smartphone.
In English:
Before the new bus stops were put up, they contained an information about an SMS service for checking when the buses left from there. There's no timetable on any bus stops since 2019.
After the update, you're only told about an App called Buster.
I have written and asked the bus company if the SMS service is still available, if not I feel angry that you're almost forced to buy a smartphone to go by bus in Denmark.
- At downloade en app, Buster. Men det kan jeg ikke, når jeg ikke har en Smartphone.
- At ringe til 70 15 70 00, og lytte til ... Vælg 1 for ... i det uendelige, og så vente på en ledig medarbejder. Det tager undertiden lang tid - og en af grundene til. at jeg ikke har en Smartphone er, at jeg ofte glemmer min telefon, eller glemmer at lade den op, så det er ikke så smart heller.
Det er træls at jeg føler mig som en andenklasses borger fordi jeg ikke vil have en Smartphone.
In English:
Before the new bus stops were put up, they contained an information about an SMS service for checking when the buses left from there. There's no timetable on any bus stops since 2019.
After the update, you're only told about an App called Buster.
I have written and asked the bus company if the SMS service is still available, if not I feel angry that you're almost forced to buy a smartphone to go by bus in Denmark.
Words for Wednesday ~ Using the Words
Cold,
Door,
Fire engine,
Tree,
Jacket,
Sign
and/or
Candle,
Cup,
Egg,
Roses,
Window,
Hazy
I did not follow through on my first idea, but the words lend themselves nicely to this little telling of "Here and now"
Right now it's cold and windy, actually after the record heat we now have record winds. I had to close the door because it made my papers fly around.
So now I sit here at the computer, trying to write. Outside I still hear sounds coming through a window standing ajar. I hear the wind in the trees outside. I hear a far off cow lowing after its calf. I hear the neighbour tinkering with his old car as usual, and I hear a fire engine really far off. I hope it's only a small fire caused by burning weeds in the wind. It rained yesterday, but now the sun is shining, and every self-respecting house owner is out there weeding -- many of them using these gas powered flame thrower things even if it's disencouraged when it's dry and windy like now.
But the branches of my other neighbour's willow tree is flying like pennants in the wind, so I'm not out there. I'm thinking of repairing my jacket, taking its disrepair and the violent winds as a sign that today is not a day for gardening.
I have lots of ideas, as to what I could do right now instead of sitting here typing.
I could go and make a batch of soap, or even try my hand at candle making, I have finally gotten all the bees wax cleaned, melted, and poured into small moulds, ready for use.
Or I could paint my white cup, the permanent, dishwasher safe markers finally turned up.
I could go and feed my hens, collecting the eggs, water my birthday roses still standing in containers waiting for me to weed where they are supposed to go before I plant them out.
I could go and pull off the painters tape from the windows of the shed, It is almost all painted by now.
But my head is still hazy and woozy from the headache, so no climbing ladders or anything today either.
I think I'll go and fetch the eggs, and maybe pick some dyeplants for drying on my way, and some herbs for dinner too. It's time to cook, actually.
Door,
Fire engine,
Tree,
Jacket,
Sign
and/or
Candle,
Cup,
Egg,
Roses,
Window,
Hazy
I did not follow through on my first idea, but the words lend themselves nicely to this little telling of "Here and now"
Right now it's cold and windy, actually after the record heat we now have record winds. I had to close the door because it made my papers fly around.
So now I sit here at the computer, trying to write. Outside I still hear sounds coming through a window standing ajar. I hear the wind in the trees outside. I hear a far off cow lowing after its calf. I hear the neighbour tinkering with his old car as usual, and I hear a fire engine really far off. I hope it's only a small fire caused by burning weeds in the wind. It rained yesterday, but now the sun is shining, and every self-respecting house owner is out there weeding -- many of them using these gas powered flame thrower things even if it's disencouraged when it's dry and windy like now.
But the branches of my other neighbour's willow tree is flying like pennants in the wind, so I'm not out there. I'm thinking of repairing my jacket, taking its disrepair and the violent winds as a sign that today is not a day for gardening.
I have lots of ideas, as to what I could do right now instead of sitting here typing.
I could go and make a batch of soap, or even try my hand at candle making, I have finally gotten all the bees wax cleaned, melted, and poured into small moulds, ready for use.
Or I could paint my white cup, the permanent, dishwasher safe markers finally turned up.
I could go and feed my hens, collecting the eggs, water my birthday roses still standing in containers waiting for me to weed where they are supposed to go before I plant them out.
I could go and pull off the painters tape from the windows of the shed, It is almost all painted by now.
But my head is still hazy and woozy from the headache, so no climbing ladders or anything today either.
I think I'll go and fetch the eggs, and maybe pick some dyeplants for drying on my way, and some herbs for dinner too. It's time to cook, actually.
onsdag den 1. juli 2026
Words for Wednesday ~ only the words & 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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Cold,
Door,
Fire engine,
Tree,
Jacket,
Sign
and/or
Candle,
Cup,
Egg,
Roses,
Window,
Hazy
I have an idea, but a stupid headache has hit me. I'll be back!
And Tuesday's Wordle. Another solve earning me the "Sea of Green".
Wordle 1.837 6/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜🟩⬜⬜🟩
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜🟩⬜⬜🟩
⬜🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
July 1 question - Is there anything you'd like to see changed, added, and/or rearranged about the book publishing industry?
My answer - There's lots of thing, I'd like to see changed, added and rearranged in the publishing industry in Denmark:
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 me (Charlotte - MotherOwl) 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:
Cold,
Door,
Fire engine,
Tree,
Jacket,
Sign
and/or
Candle,
Cup,
Egg,
Roses,
Window,
Hazy
I have an idea, but a stupid headache has hit me. I'll be back!
And Tuesday's Wordle. Another solve earning me the "Sea of Green".
Wordle 1.837 6/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜🟩⬜⬜🟩
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
⬜🟩⬜⬜🟩
⬜🟩⬜⬜🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
- -
A
- -
B
- -
C
- -
July 1 question - Is there anything you'd like to see changed, added, and/or rearranged about the book publishing industry?My answer - There's lots of thing, I'd like to see changed, added and rearranged in the publishing industry in Denmark:
- I'd like the tax on books to be lowered. Books, more so children's books, are too expensive.
- I'd like the writers and translators to have a bigger part of the price for a book. As it is now, only really big writers can earn something that looks like a living from writing, and translators plain can not.
- Also the tax rules, taxing the income of a book only in the year where the money are paid, instead of taking into consideration that writers often spend more time writing a book.
- I'd like the library money (the sum an author gets paid for the books this author has in the public libraries) to be augmented. More so for translators, who often spend the same time translating a book as the writer spent writing it, but are paid a lousy sum. This leads to bad, rushed, sloppy translations.
- I'd like editors to edit, and proofreaders to really proofread books. Too many books are semi-unreadable due to typos, errors, bloopers ...
- I'd like front-page illustrators to have read the book - or at the very least the scene they're doing. The scene in the book for my example describes two kids, one dressed in a black shirt, one in a blue dress, accompanied by a German dog, And what do we see on the cover: Two girls, one in a green, one in a black dress, and a Golden Retriever.
mandag den 29. juni 2026
Poetry Monday :: Northern Lights
~ I suppose Southern Lights would be OK as well.
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 healing 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 Northern Lights. It's also called Aurora borealis or australis, or simply Aurora. As normally when my brains are mushy, I go with a shortie. We live far enough North for Northern Lights to be sometimes visible here, but I have never seen it, when there's a warning I do often not see the warning, and when I do, it's cloudy or even rainy. An Elfje will have to tell the tale.
Aurora
I try
to catch it
They are always elusive
Lights!
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
July 5 - Moody
July 12 - Bonsai tree
July 19 - Telescope
July 26 - Anemone
August 2 - Faces
August 9 - Spiky
August 16 - Jungle canopy
August 23 - Snapdragon
August 30 - Horizon line.
Mimi of Messymimi's Meanderings and I are keeping it alive until Diane @ On the Border returns home from her break of healing 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 Northern Lights. It's also called Aurora borealis or australis, or simply Aurora. As normally when my brains are mushy, I go with a shortie. We live far enough North for Northern Lights to be sometimes visible here, but I have never seen it, when there's a warning I do often not see the warning, and when I do, it's cloudy or even rainy. An Elfje will have to tell the tale.
Aurora
I try
to catch it
They are always elusive
Lights!
- - - - - - - - - - Coming Themes - - - - - -
taken from the 365 Days of Drawing Prompts and other Arts group.
July 5 - Moody
July 12 - Bonsai tree
July 19 - Telescope
July 26 - Anemone
August 2 - Faces
August 9 - Spiky
August 16 - Jungle canopy
August 23 - Snapdragon
August 30 - Horizon line.
søndag den 28. juni 2026
Sunday Selections ~ Søndagsbilleder
Beginning with today's Wordle ... what a word. In the end I guessed it by just plotting in the letters I had and deleting the result when it was not accepted - monkeying I think it's called ;) I never heard this word before, and was convinced it was a not-word until I saw all the squares turn green. Solution in the end of the post.
Wordle 1.835 6/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜🟩
⬜⬜⬜🟨⬜
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
🟨⬜🟨⬜🟩
🟨🟨⬜🟨🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Vi starter med dagens Wordle. Den var svær. Ved det sidste gæt havde jeg alle bogstaverne, men ingen ide om hvad de kunne blive til, så jeg udfyldte bare felterne tilfældigt, der hvor bogstaverne kunne være, og slettede det hele igen, når jeg fik at vide, at det ord altså ikke fandtes. Jeg var overbevist om, at det ord her heller ikke var et ord, men så var det løsningen. Aldeles aldrig hørt før, og det virkede bare som et fup-ord i den grad. Løsning allernederst.
This past week I took some photos
Jeg har faktisk taget nogle billeder i den forgangne uge.
Tuesday we celebrated Midsummer Actually the birth of John the Baptist - as almost everything in Denmark it's celebrated on the vigil)
Vi fejrede sankthans tirsdag aften (faktisk Johannes Døberens fødselsdag - som næsten alt andet i Danmark fejres det aftenen inden)
The Moon looked at us Thursday night as we went to sleep.
Torsdag, da vi skulle sove, kiggede månen på os.
Saturday we had a heat-record of 37 degrees, the hottest ever in Denmark - too hot for even the Sun-loving MotherOwl.
Lørdag var det rekordvarmt med hele 37 grader, Pyha, for varmt for selv en solskinselskende Uglemor.
And Saturday night/Sunday morning we had thunderstorms with heavy rain. I tried to snap the lightening, I only succeeded in getting some dramatic clouds
Lørdag aften til søndag morgen haved vi nogle fine tordenvejr. Jeg prøvede at fange et lyn, men jeg fik kun nogle meget dramatiske uvejrsskyer.
Let's finish with a few flowers from my garden
Og lad os slutte af med nogle blomster fra haven.
Let us not forget the strange Wordle.
Og lad os ikke glemme den sære Wordle.
Wordle 1.835 6/6
⬜⬜⬜⬜🟩
⬜⬜⬜🟨⬜
⬜⬜⬜⬜⬜
🟨⬜🟨⬜🟩
🟨🟨⬜🟨🟩
🟩🟩🟩🟩🟩
Vi starter med dagens Wordle. Den var svær. Ved det sidste gæt havde jeg alle bogstaverne, men ingen ide om hvad de kunne blive til, så jeg udfyldte bare felterne tilfældigt, der hvor bogstaverne kunne være, og slettede det hele igen, når jeg fik at vide, at det ord altså ikke fandtes. Jeg var overbevist om, at det ord her heller ikke var et ord, men så var det løsningen. Aldeles aldrig hørt før, og det virkede bare som et fup-ord i den grad. Løsning allernederst.
This past week I took some photos
Jeg har faktisk taget nogle billeder i den forgangne uge.
Tuesday we celebrated Midsummer Actually the birth of John the Baptist - as almost everything in Denmark it's celebrated on the vigil)
Vi fejrede sankthans tirsdag aften (faktisk Johannes Døberens fødselsdag - som næsten alt andet i Danmark fejres det aftenen inden)
The Moon looked at us Thursday night as we went to sleep.
Torsdag, da vi skulle sove, kiggede månen på os.
Saturday we had a heat-record of 37 degrees, the hottest ever in Denmark - too hot for even the Sun-loving MotherOwl.
Lørdag var det rekordvarmt med hele 37 grader, Pyha, for varmt for selv en solskinselskende Uglemor.
And Saturday night/Sunday morning we had thunderstorms with heavy rain. I tried to snap the lightening, I only succeeded in getting some dramatic clouds
Lørdag aften til søndag morgen haved vi nogle fine tordenvejr. Jeg prøvede at fange et lyn, men jeg fik kun nogle meget dramatiske uvejrsskyer.
Let's finish with a few flowers from my garden
Og lad os slutte af med nogle blomster fra haven.
Let us not forget the strange Wordle.
Og lad os ikke glemme den sære Wordle.
torsdag den 25. juni 2026
onsdag den 24. juni 2026
Words for Wednesday ~ June 24
Dansk længere nede.
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:
1. smoking 2. culture 3. popular 4. decade 5. soft
and/or:
1. consumption 2. stretch 3. ripen 4. fields 5. cavern
and an extra set of words:
1. jumper 2. multiple 3. oven 4. disprove 5. support 6. bound 7. rural 8. swathes 9. poverty 10. pop
I wrote about something happening today - not using any of the words.
Today I was biking to town for PE. It was nice and hot, and for once I was not late. I entered the woods, it was nice, shady, loads of flowers and so many green colours still, and quiet. Suddenly I heard a strange sound, something, someone in distress. It went Peeep, squalll squawwwk! Ihhh, reeeee! I wondered what this could be. A bird maybe. When I was besides the source of the sound, I stopped and saw the white underbelly of a fairly large frog. It was screaming and waving its legs, and making me wonder as I did not think of frogs as a species with any trouble turning over, unlike some beetles. I looked closer at the frog, it was only waving three of its legs, the fourth, one hind leg, had to be stuck or something. I picked up a stick - there were lots of nettles around the frog, and squatted down to free it. And then a grass snake let go of the frog's leg and quickly slithered for cover. The frog jumped off in the other direction, no more screaming. It was a very small grass snake, ineptly trying to swallow a frog one hind leg first. I think it was a young one, and I do not know if it would ever have succeeded in swallowing the large frog in this awkward position. I hope the frog survives being quarter-eaten, and that the grass snake finds a more adequate prey.
Later I met a family of slugs, and a flock of chaffinchs. A father with three sons, two of them racing me as I biked past, a large branch across the bike path, and a nice lady with a dog that refused to go any further. She just stood ther waiting for the dog to ge back up again. Then I was out of the woods and nearing town. I did not make good time today, but it was an interesting trip.
Og så på dansk:
I dag cyklede jeg ind til byen for at gå til træning. Det var dejligt varmt, og for en gangs skyld var jeg ikke kommet for sent af sted. Jeg kørte ind i skoven; der var dejligt, skyggefuldt, masser af blomster og stadig fantastisk mange grønne farver, og der var stille.
Pludselig hørte jeg en mærkelig lyd, noget eller nogen der skreg. Det lød: »Piii, skkkvua squawww! Ihhh, riiiih!« Jeg spekulerede på, hvad det mon kunne være. Måske en fugl. Da jeg nåede frem ti der hvor lyden kom fra, stoppede jeg og så den hvide underside på en ret stor frø. Den skreg og sprællede med benene, og det undrede mig, da jeg ikke synes frøer normalt har problemer med at vende sig, i modsætning til visse biller. Jeg kiggede nærmere på frøen; den sprællede kun med tre af benene, det fjerde – et bagben – måtte sidde fast i noget. Jeg samlede en pind op – der var masser af brændenælder omkring frøen – og satte mig på hug for at befri den. Og så gav en snog slip på frøens ben og snoede sig hurtigt væk. Frøen hoppede af sted i den anden retning uden at skrige mere. Det var en meget lille snog der havde forsøgt at sluge frøen med det ene bagben først. Jeg tror, det var en ung snog, og jeg ved ikke, om den nogensinde ville have kunnet få frøen indenbords i den akavede stilling. Jeg håber, at frøen overlever at være blevet kvart spist, og at snogen fandt sig et mere passende bytte.
Senere mødte jeg en familie af snegle og en flok bogfinker. En far med tre sønner, hvoraf to løb om kap med mig, da jeg cyklede forbi, en stor gren der lå på tværs af cykelstien, og en sød dame med en hund der ikke gad gå videre. Hun stod bare der og ventede på, at hunden rejste sig op igen.
Så var jeg ude af skoven og nærmede mig byen. Jeg nåede ikke særlig hurtigt frem i dag, men det var en interessant tur.
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:
1. smoking 2. culture 3. popular 4. decade 5. soft
and/or:
1. consumption 2. stretch 3. ripen 4. fields 5. cavern
and an extra set of words:
1. jumper 2. multiple 3. oven 4. disprove 5. support 6. bound 7. rural 8. swathes 9. poverty 10. pop
I wrote about something happening today - not using any of the words.
Today I was biking to town for PE. It was nice and hot, and for once I was not late. I entered the woods, it was nice, shady, loads of flowers and so many green colours still, and quiet. Suddenly I heard a strange sound, something, someone in distress. It went Peeep, squalll squawwwk! Ihhh, reeeee! I wondered what this could be. A bird maybe. When I was besides the source of the sound, I stopped and saw the white underbelly of a fairly large frog. It was screaming and waving its legs, and making me wonder as I did not think of frogs as a species with any trouble turning over, unlike some beetles. I looked closer at the frog, it was only waving three of its legs, the fourth, one hind leg, had to be stuck or something. I picked up a stick - there were lots of nettles around the frog, and squatted down to free it. And then a grass snake let go of the frog's leg and quickly slithered for cover. The frog jumped off in the other direction, no more screaming. It was a very small grass snake, ineptly trying to swallow a frog one hind leg first. I think it was a young one, and I do not know if it would ever have succeeded in swallowing the large frog in this awkward position. I hope the frog survives being quarter-eaten, and that the grass snake finds a more adequate prey.
Later I met a family of slugs, and a flock of chaffinchs. A father with three sons, two of them racing me as I biked past, a large branch across the bike path, and a nice lady with a dog that refused to go any further. She just stood ther waiting for the dog to ge back up again. Then I was out of the woods and nearing town. I did not make good time today, but it was an interesting trip.
Og så på dansk:
I dag cyklede jeg ind til byen for at gå til træning. Det var dejligt varmt, og for en gangs skyld var jeg ikke kommet for sent af sted. Jeg kørte ind i skoven; der var dejligt, skyggefuldt, masser af blomster og stadig fantastisk mange grønne farver, og der var stille.
Pludselig hørte jeg en mærkelig lyd, noget eller nogen der skreg. Det lød: »Piii, skkkvua squawww! Ihhh, riiiih!« Jeg spekulerede på, hvad det mon kunne være. Måske en fugl. Da jeg nåede frem ti der hvor lyden kom fra, stoppede jeg og så den hvide underside på en ret stor frø. Den skreg og sprællede med benene, og det undrede mig, da jeg ikke synes frøer normalt har problemer med at vende sig, i modsætning til visse biller. Jeg kiggede nærmere på frøen; den sprællede kun med tre af benene, det fjerde – et bagben – måtte sidde fast i noget. Jeg samlede en pind op – der var masser af brændenælder omkring frøen – og satte mig på hug for at befri den. Og så gav en snog slip på frøens ben og snoede sig hurtigt væk. Frøen hoppede af sted i den anden retning uden at skrige mere. Det var en meget lille snog der havde forsøgt at sluge frøen med det ene bagben først. Jeg tror, det var en ung snog, og jeg ved ikke, om den nogensinde ville have kunnet få frøen indenbords i den akavede stilling. Jeg håber, at frøen overlever at være blevet kvart spist, og at snogen fandt sig et mere passende bytte.
Senere mødte jeg en familie af snegle og en flok bogfinker. En far med tre sønner, hvoraf to løb om kap med mig, da jeg cyklede forbi, en stor gren der lå på tværs af cykelstien, og en sød dame med en hund der ikke gad gå videre. Hun stod bare der og ventede på, at hunden rejste sig op igen.
Så var jeg ude af skoven og nærmede mig byen. Jeg nåede ikke særlig hurtigt frem i dag, men det var en interessant tur.
søndag den 21. juni 2026
Søndagsbilleder :: Sunday Selections
Dagens Wordle, lige dele held og stort ordforråd. :: Today's Wordle equal parts luck and skill.
Wordle 1.828 3/6
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Fra Facebook :: From Facebook.
I gruppen Sprogbøffer og -juveler så jeg dette billede. Den perfekte kur for skriveblokeringer. Bare spis en ostemad, så skriver du deruda' igen. Jeg tror, jeg ville købe et ordentligt lager.
Today on Facebook, in a group about misspellings and bloopers I found this jewel.
This sign has the most wonderful typo.
The first word "Riberhus" is the brand of the cheese in question, but the next line SKRIVEOST means Writing Cheese. The perfect cure for a writer's block, don't you agree?
It should have been SKIVEOST = Sliced cheese, very mundane. I like the writing cheese much better, and I would have bought a few packages, had I been lucky enough to see this offer in real life.
Wordle 1.828 3/6
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Fra Facebook :: From Facebook.
I gruppen Sprogbøffer og -juveler så jeg dette billede. Den perfekte kur for skriveblokeringer. Bare spis en ostemad, så skriver du deruda' igen. Jeg tror, jeg ville købe et ordentligt lager.
This sign has the most wonderful typo.
The first word "Riberhus" is the brand of the cheese in question, but the next line SKRIVEOST means Writing Cheese. The perfect cure for a writer's block, don't you agree?
It should have been SKIVEOST = Sliced cheese, very mundane. I like the writing cheese much better, and I would have bought a few packages, had I been lucky enough to see this offer in real life.
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