Writing daily about my journeys through books, movies and plays along with poetry, story, or an occasional wander into ideas, opinions or rants.
Saturday, October 29, 2022
Friday, October 28, 2022
Ready to Fly
Do I have time?
Will it fly away
or sit for a moment?
Toddlers are like that ~
small and beautiful,
alert and ready to fly.
Thursday, October 27, 2022
Brief
Brilliance? Gone
Inspiration? Insipid
Done
“Be sincere, Be brief, Be seated.”
~ Franklin Delano Roosevelt
Wednesday, October 26, 2022
Chapter Two, Episode 107 - Meeting Sarah - Situationally Theirs
“Grandma. Who is Sarah?” Abby, seven years old, was in the Estate kitchen after school. Cook had fresh chocolate chip cookies and hot chocolate for Martha’s grandchildren. Ben, almost 12 years old (he reminded everyone if they forgot) had gone out to see Samuel. “I’ll do my homework later Gran. I need to talk business with Mr. Forrester.” He was gone with the slam of the back door before his grandmother could even get a word out.
“He’ll be just fine, Martha. Samuel will talk with him some. When he finds out the homework’s waiting, Ben will be back here at work.” Cook smiled and set tea down for the both of them.
“Now how do you know that, Elizabeth?” Martha really wasn’t surprised. Samuel loved the children. Wouldn’t let them get away with much. “Now, Abby. You wanted to know about Sarah. I don’t know that much, except she is known as our resident ghost. And then there was the young man - what was his name, Elizabeth - Tucker something……. Remember? He got so frustrated with her he threatened to quit. What do you know about her?”
“Not that much, Martha. Just feels like she’s watching over my shoulder, especially when I’m alone and baking something. Miss Emelina will be here soon. You need to ask her, Abby. I think she’s had some dealing with her.”
“Abby, honey, you’ve known about our ghost before. Why…” Martha hesitated, sitting back in her chair with a big smile on her face. “I think I know.”
Her granddaughter looked up at her grandma, her blue eyes sparkling. “I want to dress up as a ghost for Hallowe'en.” She sat up straight and took another cookie and a sip of her hot chocolate. “But not just any ghost……Our ghost.”
~~~~~
It wasn’t long before Emelina joined them. She was about to go on upstairs and put away her purchases. She didn’t notice Martha whispering to her granddaughter. Saying her hello’s, she was about to walk away when she heard a nervous little voice. “Miss Emelina. Can I ask you about Sarah?……..I mean, if you have time. It’s just that I need to know what she looks like………” Abby words trailed away. Emelina stifled a smile. “I guess I could take a few minutes and visit with you Abby. As long as it’s ok with your grandmother.”
Martha stood and picked up her tea. “I’ll just leave the two of you to talk. Cook and I have some things to go over in the pantry. You just write down what Miss Emelina tells you. You know, what you’ll need for your costume. I’ll make sure you are as pretty and as ghostly as Sarah.”
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“Now, let me think. Sarah hasn’t visited me for quite a while but she is almost as pretty as you.”
“Really!’ Abby’s eyes shone. Emelina was just nervous at the prospect of being interviewed by a young girl. “Is she a mean ghost? What’s her dress like?” Regaining her confidence, questions spilled out of her. She had already told her best friend what her costume might be. She didn’t know she’d be talking to her grandma’s boss.
Emelina touched Abby’s long blond hair. “Just the right colour. Do you think your mom or your grandma could put your hair in ringlets?” Abby went still at her touch. “I think so. I don’t really know what ringlets are but I’m sure they know. What else?”
“Well you’ll need a pale yellow dress. Stand up for me. You’re quite tall, aren’t you? It needs to be long.” She indicated half way between the young girl's slender knee and ankle. And what else?” Emelina took a sip of her tea. “Oh, yes. A lace collar. And there was something in her hair……. A blue ribbon ~ dark blue I think.”
They paused to take another cookie. In the silence, there were footsteps from upstairs. “Shh….I think I hear her. No one should be up there.” Abby leaned forward and whispered. “Do you think I could meet her?”
“Well, she might fade away into the walls unless we go very carefully. We’ll whisper to her as we go up the stairs so we don’t scare her. Did you know she’s about 12 years old? A little older than you. If she’s hiding, I’ll tell her you want to talk with her. Then, we’ll wait. Then, you ask her if you can talk to her.”
Martha and Cook were watching from the pantry door. Finished their review of the pantry contents, they watched the pair deep in their discussion. “They’re getting along just fine, Elizabeth. They both were quite nervous, weren’t they?” Elizabeth nodded. “Didn’t last long though, did it?” The two women had also heard the footsteps upstairs. Watching them creep up the stairs, whispering to each other, they were certain the two new friends were going to meet Sarah.
“Why do they say ghosts are cold? Mine are warm, a breath
dampening your cheek, a voice when you thought you were alone.”
~ Julie Buntin, Marlena
Tuesday, October 25, 2022
Rooted
Snow
hangs on ~
protected by shade
Leaves
hang on ~
not time to let go
Childhood
hangs on ~
In the kitchen,
the yard or
climbing a tree.
“The trick is growing up without growing old.”
~ Casey Stengel
Monday, October 24, 2022
Child Likes
In the presence of a child
the ordinary becomes wonderous
to maintain such wonder
before it becomes ordinary
allows life to sparkle and shine
whether gray skies or blue.
“I am youth. I am joy. I am freedom!” said Peter Pan.”
~ J.M.Barrie
Sunday, October 23, 2022
In From the Cold
I have loved being outside!
sunshine or rain
windy or calm
when the snow came
I worried
will I be forgotten?
turned into a tiny snow frog?
my green skin all frozen
only a thin scarf to wear
but no!
I was the first
in from the cold
given a seat of honour
right by the fireplace
warm and toasty.
“There’s no such thing as bad weather,
only inappropriate clothing.”
~ Sir Ranulph Fiennes, explorer
(attribution 2006)