Hands – a Prosery Tale

Clouds over the surf

Kim from Writing in North Norfolk is hosting at dVerse today and would like for us to write a bit of prosery including the following line from D.H. Lawrence’s poem “Hummingbird:”

We look at him through the wrong end of the long telescope of Time’.

For an added challenge, we are limited to 144 words.

I take his gnarled hand in mine. Papery skin seeming somehow fragile. Hands that gently bottle fed a newborn kitten also struck fearsome taekwondo punches. Big hands, strong hands that made a little girl feel safe, that wiped away the tears and lifted the child back onto the bicycle. Hands that were meant for delicate technical work, not to be the home for needles and tubes. Brothers are weeping. We look at him through the wrong end of the long telescope of Time. Somehow the giant of a man appears reduced by the ravages of years. In my mind, I turn the telescope and see the young man diving from high cliffs into the surf far below. His hand caresses my cheek, wiping away one last tear. He whispers “don’t weep for me my angel” as I watch the light fade from his eyes.

word count 144

Til next time ~Peace ~JP

A Dry Spell — Pun Intended

It’s been one of those summers. The ones that leave you panting for breath, so fatigued you can’t breathe, suffering from “pin cushion syndrome.” Add to that lockdowns, rampant fear, a part time job in the hospitality industry and you’ve got a recipe for disaster. So it was for me this year. That’s all over now, well, some of it’s over, OK, the JOB is over! Yes, I finally, totally retired.

RETIREMENT
that time when you STOP
living at work
and begin working
at living

So, to start us back off on the right foot, a few pics for Terri’s Sunday Stills challenge where our prompt is “dry” and the FOTD from Cee.


Frost bitten rose from an early frost in the very dry lands of Pahrump, NV
Very dry, very huge cactus — near Death Valley, California
“The Badlands” of South Dakota
Cool, Clear Water 😉

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Sunday stills – A Cozy Shade of Winter

Our Sunday Stills prompt is hosted by Cathy at Picture This and our prompt is “winter”. Now I have a confession to make. I love Winter. I love the cold temps, big fluffy sweaters, lapgans, fireplaces and all things hygge. I live in the Black Hills of South Dakota, USA where winter temps in fahrenheit measure in the single digits and nightly lows are well below 0 (-18c). And, yes I love Winter everywhere we go. Here are a few Winter shots from some of our travels.

Cacti in snow
Beavertail cactus in snow – Zion National Park, Utah

1.15.19 snowy branches
Snowy Branches – Richmond, UT

frozen fog dec 2019
Frozen fog phenomenon – South Dakota

12.27.19 dawn
Winter’s dawn – South Dakota

Come Winter and welcome
bring your frozen kiss
bring your stunning sunrise
bring your cozy bliss

Come Winter and welcome
I cherish your dimming light
sweaters, books, steaming mugs
my fireplace burning bright

And Winter Came — Enya

Til next time ~Peace ~JP

Sunday Stills – Leisurely Awakening

5.6.20 awakening
Dawn near Kapaa

Awakening

Slowly stretch and yawn
rising up to greet the dawn
fire breaks through the sky
awaken the magic before my eyes
leisure days of sun and sand
far away from the things of man

For Sunday Stills — awakening of leisure

Leisure is one thing I’m feeling the lack of lately. Most of my leisure activities, you see, involve traveling. As in, long distance traveling. One of my absolute favorite leisure activities is staying on a little stretch of beach near Kapaa on the Island of Kauai in Hawaii. There each morning we rise early to watch the awakening of the day. We stand and soak in the glorious ambience of sun and sea.

Aloha Oe — Teresa Bright

Til next time ~Stay safe, stay sane, stay sanitized ~JPP

What Day is it Anyway? – Coping with Covid day 2 – SoCS – Welcome

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Linking to Linda G Hill’s “What Day is it Anyway?” and SoCS

Linda says: ”Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

Our Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt is “welcome.” Use it any way you’d like. Have fun!

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Lilacs ready to burst forth in a glorious welcome of Spring

Kind of a mish/mash up for me today

Coping with COVID-19 — day 2 — March 21, 2020

It’s a beautiful day here in the Black Hills. Sunshine, blue skies, mild temps. It’s a welcome relief from the snow, freezing temps, and winds earlier this week. We have a large lovely, lightly populated area perfect for walking with minimal human interaction. We’ve been out for one walk already and plan to do one or two more. We’re both recovering from a mild virus and we’re still a little weak. It’s nothing more than sniffles, itchy eyes and a mild cough but right now a cough is about as welcome as a fox in the hen house.

If I’m honest about it, I’m kind of relieved to be home for a couple of weeks. I’m a Highly Sensitive Person and an introvert. Too much “peopling” can leave me exhausted under the best of circumstances and these, my friends are NOT the best of circumstances. Angry, frightened aura’s abound.

There has also not been much of an opportunity to celebrate the Equinox or Ostara which I always enjoy. I like to welcome Spring with a cleansed home and some special spring treats. This afternoon will be spent in an outdoor meditation, a “whole house blessing” (a fancy schmancy way of saying Spring Cleaning), and perhaps some nice vegetable soup.

Look to the Rainbow — from Finian’s Rainbow

Til next time ~Happy Spring ~Stay Safe ~JPP

Monday Window — Far below

2.17.19 City Below Guangzhou
view from our window in Guangzhou, China

For Ludwig’s Monday Windows Challenge come have a look see some new perspectives.

Far Below

From my window I can see
a rooftop garden crisp and clean
the city stretches out below
the sky alight with morning’s glow
and people rushing to and fro

Amongst the fog and soot and grime
they seem to get along just fine
with problems city dwellers share
but life goes on as I sit and stare
longing for a single breath of air

and home

Shanghai Breezes — John Denver

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

One-Liner Wednesday – Changes

For Linda’s One Liner Wednesday

2.12.20 anywhere
Sterling Point, NZ 5133 km south of the equator

You have brains in your head and feet in your shoes,
you can steer yourself in any direction you choose
~Dr. Seuss

So having had my business trip pulled out from under me, I’ve decided to makes some different plans, sounds like vacation time to me. 😉  “Good times, riches, and son of a B****s, I’ve seen more than I can recall.”

Changes in latitudes — Jimmy Buffet

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP

Monday Windows — A light

2.10.20 stone lantern
A stone lantern at the entrance to a garden Kyoto, Japan snapped with my phone

For Ludwig’s Monday Windows project wee-bity windows light the way

A stone lantern stands
a lonely sentinel
silently lighting the path
for
wayward travelers,
pilgrims and seekers
rich with moss and
the patina of ages
how long has it guarded
this woodland path
and who lights it?

Every Light in the House is On — Trace Adkins

Til next time ~Peace ~JPP