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I just felt in sort of a sepia mood today, so I thought I’d share it.
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This week’s prompt: ‘Tomorrow when the sun will rise, who knows what the tide could bring.’

TREASURE FROM THE TIDE
Each morning eight-year-old Aran, his mahogany skin warmed by the sun, trekked to the shore to greet his best friend. The brilliant blue of the water delighted him, and as the waves danced and frolicked on their way to the beach, Aran waited eagerly for them to spill onto the sand at his feet so that he could dance with them.
After splashing in the tide to his heart’s content, he then hurried to the small cave set into the rocky cliff overlooking the beach, where he kept his stash of sea-polished rocks. Daily, he scoured the beach, collecting new ones, always anticipating some special treasure that he was sure, one day, would be deposited on this tiny island by this best of friends, the ocean.
Today he’d found that gift. But what was it? Coral? It didn’t feel like coral. It wasn’t quite hard enough. He examined it closely, his nimble fingers tracing the scores of tiny hollows that formed a pattern and offered a mystery.
He carried it home at lunch time to show his mom and Grandfather. “What is it, Poppy?” he’d asked Grandfather. He knew Poppy had traveled to distant lands many years ago, and he would surely know what this beautiful treasure was.
“It’s a wasps’ nest,” was the rep!y, and then, because the island had no wasps, Poppy had to explain about the insects and how they built their homes.
Fascinated by Poppy’s words, Aran held the delicate structure close. Here it was! His anticipated treasure from another world! His connection with people and adventures that were beyond his ocean! He would treasure this gift … keep it safe … and some day … some day he would set off from this tiny island that had been his home for eight years, and – carried in the arms of his best friend – he would discover the rest of the world for himself.
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Don’t cling to me.
I can’t stand being smothered by your love.
I must stay free
To come and go – free to shift and move.
Don’t ask for more.
I do not have the wherewithal to give
Undying love.
Commitment makes me feel like a captive.
Don’t cling to me.
If you insist on holding me too tight,
I’ll have to leave.
In liberty is where I find delight.
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Uneven odds: that’s what I’d give this thing called love.
At best, it’s quite a chancy undertaking.
Offering heart and soul into another’s hands
Could so easily be heartache in the making.
But then, again, if one refuses constantly
To take a chance that odds are in his favor,
If he never once succumbs to vulnerability,
He’ll never find a love that he can savor.
So what then is the answer to this need for love?
Perhaps another poet’s words are worth recall. *
Uneven odds may mean a lover suffers loss,
But better that than never to have loved at all.
* “In Memoriam A.H.H.” Canto 27. Alfred Lord Tennyson
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To join in the fun visit Cee’s site.
Question # 1: If you lost a bet and had to dye your hair one color of the rainbow for a week, what color would it be?
Definitely Blue.
Question # 2: If you could choose one word to focus on for 2017, what word would it be?
It’s a definite tie between Mercy and Joy. Because the whole world (including myself) desperately needs both.
Question # 3: What was one thing you learned last year that you added to your life?
How to create good book trailers. I wanted to be able to make my own, and I’m still learning how to make them even better.
Question # 4: If life were just a bowl of cherries, which fruit – other than a cherry – would you be?
A Fuji Apple. Fuji apples have a very positive personality: fresh, crisp, juicy, and sweet, with just enough tartness to make life more interesting.
Bonus Question: What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the coming week?
I’m very grateful that I finally sold my wrecked Toyota to an auto parts dealer. I had a hard time making that work out after the accident, and I really didn’t want the car smashed into nothing but pieces of metal. Except for the serious problem to the frame and the two doors on the side that was hit, all the other parts of the car were still in quite good condition. I loved that little car, and I really wanted its parts to be used to help make life better for other people who needed affordable car repairs.
This coming week, I’m looking forward to getting a crown on a tooth. It looked for a while as if I might lose that tooth, but my new dentist says he can save it and crown it without costing me a fortune. I thank the Lord for working that out. (Of course, I’m not looking forward to the process itself. But I’m keeping my focus on the finished product.)
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Today’s prompt made me think instantly of some great “shiny” photos by my friend, photographer Terry Valley.





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AD INFINITUM
My love for you, dear one, is infinite.
You cannot measure it in pounds or inches.
Math equations can’t unlock its depth.
Its volume goes beyond the range of liters,
And years and centuries fall short of accuracy.
In truth, there’s just no way to estimate
How vast and how eternal what I feel.
All I can say is that when this life ends,
I’ll still be loving you with all I am.
And on into infinity, the same.
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This week’s challenge calls for focus on people, places, or things that are resilient. I chose people.
Two gentlemen in their eighties who personify resiliency in so many ways. To live well into the 80th decade of life having focused — and still focusing — on loving and giving to others above all else leads to the kind of happy faces these two shared when I snapped this picture. These two friends are both authors/song writers/teachers/fathers/grandfathers/courageous veterans on the battlefield of life. They are very special people.

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This piece by Susan Michaels is a perfect way to step into the new year.

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To get involved in this week’s 100-word story challenge, visit Rochelle’s site. This week’s photo is courtesy of Roger Bultot. My story’s below the photo.

Dear Diary,
Tonight after play practice, Sheila, Janice, and I drove to Rudy’s Drive-In for burgers and root beers. We’d planned on going inside, but as soon as we drove up, I recognized Jimmy’s car. He was with Roberta!!!
I talked the girls into settling for curb service so that I could scrunch down in the back seat and watch Jimmy’s car. He and Roberta were totally absorbed in each other – laughing, having a great time. When our burgers came, I couldn’t swallow a single bite.
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