Like A Rare Wine Or Champagne In This Case





Writing in the daylight sunshine streaming in, go figure. Resetting the font for the umpteenth time… again. An error in the game, a video wouldn’t play. Ok, try once more. If you think I’m trading off 1000 food for 500 no way. Only if I’m forced to and the system says ‘no videos can be found’, well that’s that. But, perseverance prevailed. Rockstar Dragon that looks like Slash nailed High Tension with a Magneto blow, just enough for Pure Terra to finish him off, I win. Now, for the prize again of 1000 food if I watch a video instead of snatching up 500 with no wait. Nah. Another error but I write as I go back in. Perseverance prevails again and once more a win. Tumbleweed has no effect on the Monstrous Dragon. Oops, I forgot. Nail him with a Hypnotic blow. Yes, I win again and again. One of these days my grandson will take over. 361 out of 400 battles won soon I’ll have the League. It’s something to do till then.


Took down decorations but left up the tree. I got to thinking how trees outside are decorated for the season then tinsel is taken down but the tree isn’t chopped down and discarded it’s left to keep growing outside. Why not! Practical unless you need the wood but it will need to dry and you’ve got to replenish the environment not strip it out. This one’s pretty with pinecones, holly, white branches and dotted light and I like houseplants anyway. It can stay. One large white snowflake left on the wall. It is winter after all. One large tassel left up as if hanging a degree. Education and promise, wine red and dark wood, warmth and we’ll see. New fragrance cube in the warmer slow scent fills the room.


Well, that’s how I started the very first day.


Happy 2017.




Those I’ll Keep



As I put the decorations away I

Separated out what I’d bought

This time around

These I’ll keep

Tinsel, new garland

Draping into a box surround

A Santa in a basket made

When my son was a boy

Kindergarten I believe

An odd-shaped Santa statue from abroad

A gift from students, snowman too

I recall thinking “is this how you see me”

Jolly, round, rosy cheeks

A glass high-heel, no tradition there

Not my favorite one

But my daughter written all over it

Cinderella slipper-ornament has become

As I put the decorations away I

Gently pressed the lid

Till next year

My next year


For now we begin






The first prompt for 2015 is:


… As I put the decorations away I