She comes in colors everywhere
She combs her hair
She’s like a rainbow
Coming, colors in the air
She comes in colors
Written for the Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie Photo Challenge. Photo credit: cottonbro on Pexels.com. Sorry, but when I saw the photo, this song popped into my head and supplanted everything else.
Frank, aka PCGuy, has published another one of his Truthful Tuesday posts. This week Frank wants to know about memorable gifts. He asks:
What gift that you received as a child still sticks out in your mind today? What made it so memorable?
My first two-wheeler (bicycle) was probably the most exciting gift I remember getting. I think it was a birthday present. I recall that I was only the second kid in my neighborhood to have a two-wheeler. It made me feel like a big boy, having made the leap from tricycle to bicycle and I took to it like flies to shit. Okay, perhaps that’s not an apt analogy, but I was thrilled.
My new bike gave me the freedom to expand my horizons, to explore my little corner of the world. I could ride my bike to school rather than walk or take the bus. I could visit friends without having to ask my mother to drive me. It was great.
Interestingly, I can’t remember the brand of that first bike. Maybe it was a Schwinn. And I don’t remember what color it was. Yet I do remember both the brand and the color of the second bike I got. It was a Raleigh 3-speed English Racer in black. Maybe that’s because I picked that bike out myself.
So perhaps it was actually my second two-wheeler that was more memorable than my first one.
On Saturday, the always inquisitive Rory, A Guy Called Bloke, posed six “quickie” questions that he called his “Weekend Quickie.” So I know that it’s Tuesday and that Tuesday does not fall on the weekend. Therefore, let’s just call this Fandango’s Tuesday’s Quickie Answers to Rory’s Weekend Quickie Questions.
Why do they say “It’s not rocket science’?
For the same reason they say, “It’s not brain surgery.” Or as I like to say, “It’s not rocket surgery” or “it’s not brain science.”
Do you feel that everyone has an artist in them?
Only after they had an artist for dinner.
Do you prefer writing during the day or the evening?
Do you hoard clutter or constantly de-clutter?
I’m what they call a constantly decluttering hoard clutterer.
Are you a confident person?
I’m quite confident that I’m not a very confident person.
What is a hobby you wish you had more time to enjoy?
It’s the one that I’m sure I would really enjoy if only I could find the time to enjoy it.
Welcome to December 22, 2020 and to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). It’s designed to fill the void after WordPress bailed on its daily one-word prompt.
I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (US).
Today’s word is “lucky.”
Write a post using that word. It can be prose, poetry, fiction, non-fiction. It can be any length. It can be just a picture or a drawing if you want. No holds barred, so to speak.
Once you are done, tag your post with #FOWC and create a pingback to this post if you are on WordPress. Please check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.
And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.