15 Small Joys

Carol Anne, over at Therapy Bits, has tagged me to participate in something called “Small Joys.” We are supposed to thank the person who tagged us, so thanks, Carol Anne. Then we’re supposed to list 15 things that bring us small joys. I think I can think of 15, so I’ll do that, too. Then we’re supposed to tag five other bloggers who bring us joy. I’m not going to tag any specific bloggers. I’m going to tag all who read this post because if you read my posts, you bring me joy.

Okay, in no particular order, here are 15 things that bring me small (or large) joy:

  • My wife
  • Our son
  • Our daughter
  • Our grandson
  • Our dog
  • Our cat
  • Drinking that first cup of freshly ground and brewed coffee each morning
  • Reading my blog and interacting with the community of bloggers I’ve met through my blog
  • Indulging in Ben & Jerry’s Stephen Colbert’s Americone Dream ice cream
  • Getting a good night’s sleep
  • Watching Netflix, Amazon Prime, and Hulu during this seven months (so far) of quarantining
  • Reading an engrossing book
  • Listening to Classic Rock
  • Taking a hot shower each morning
  • Being retired

I think that’s 15. So now it’s your turn to name your 15 small joys.

And, something that will bring me immense joy six days from now would be a decisive victory by Joe Biden as the next President of the United States.

Three Line Tales — Wall Art

36E4184A-53A5-4C85-BE84-57562BB54401Stepping back from the wall, Reggie looked at his work in progress and said aloud, “This is damn good and when I’m done with it, it’s is gonna get me a name for myself for sure.”

The police officer stepped up behind Reggie, slapped handcuffs around his wrists, and said, “It is good, Reggie, but the only this is going to get you is a night in jail. You should know better than to tag your wall art on the side of a Walmart.”


Written for this week’s Three Line Tales from Sonya. Photo credit: Miguel Bruna.

FOWC with Fandango — Tag

FOWCWelcome to March 13, 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 “tag.”

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. Or you can simply include a link to your post in the comments.

The issue with pingbacks not showing up seems to have been resolved, but you might check to confirm that your pingback is there. If not, please manually add your link in the comments.

  1. And be sure to read the posts of other bloggers who respond to this prompt. You will marvel at their creativity.

A Verse is a Verse, of Course of Course

E5AD6A4B-1CDA-4E83-B9B3-A5B76CCCC718Rory, A Guy Called Bloke, crafted together a four-line rhyming verse and then passed the baton into my palm and said, “The next leg is yours, Fandango.”

My task, according to Rory, is to add my four-line rhyming verse to his and then to tag the blogger of my choice, who I will task with keeping things going.

But before I begin, for those of you who are wondering about the title I chose for this post and who are too young to remember the American TV sitcom, “Mister Ed,” which was about a talking horse, I bring you this:

Okay, back to the business at hand. The topic for the this “blog hop” poem is:

Ode to the Writers of Words

and here’s how Rory kicked things off:

I am quite the writer you know, it has to be said,
My imagination runs wild, loose and amok,
Creating literary havoc within my head,
Luckily however, I haven’t experienced writer’s block!

And here’s my next round:

Each morning I think about topics on which to post
But what stirs my imagination by far the most
As I try to conjure up what it is I want to write
Is using the daily prompts while keeping my writing tight.

Alrighty then. Now to pick the next victim poet. I’m going to choose someone who almost daily responds to my one-word prompt with creative, imaginative poems of her own, Leigha Robbins. Leigha, I hope you’ll add your own four-line rhyming verse to Rory’s and mine and will then tag another blogger to pick it up from there.

Perfectly Crazy Bucket List!

01378EC9-7EEF-428A-ABE7-322B7840CFF3Another of Rory’s brainstorms. He said that he would choose a topic, write four lines of rhyming verse, and then tag one of his readers who will, in turn, add four more lines of rhyming verse to his, and then tag one of their own readers, and then “it is a case of wash, rinse, repeat.”

So here’s how Rory started things off:

So, so much to do, and with so little time,
I want to do everything, nothing to be missed,
But how do l plan it all, how do l define,
The perfectly crazy bucket list?

Then he handed it off to Paula Light, who added this:

First up is a lush tropical jungle,
Jaguars and waterfalls… all quite insane;
I do hope my parachute isn’t all bungled,
When I jump from the doorway of this airplane!

And now it’s my turn:

I want to take a rocket into space,
Or maybe a submarine ride deep in the sea.
I sure hope they will save me a place,
Because that’s where I really want to be!

And let’s see what Cheryl, aka The Bag Lady, does with this.