planes and automobiles

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Trains, Planes, and Automobiles.”

The only way to travel long distance is by plane.   If you have a month off, a car trip would still get old.   Nothing like hoping a “bird” on a cold snow and ice filled world and walking out into desert ot tropical sunshine.   Trading white for greens and crayola colors of Hawai’i.   Or maybe the white snow for white sand holding the warn waters of the Gulf coast.   Once the plane lands, the car is great.   I’ll skip the rails, thank you.


In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Lazy Learners.”

i tried to learn a different language.  First there was German.  Mother’s side of family came from there, well the part of France that was German before World War I.  Strabels and Brehms.  But it did stick with me.  So with no one to talk German with… But then I traveled to Mexico.  I had Rosetta Stone CD’s.  I did two of them.  I could read some, but couldn’t speak well.  I went to Cancun.  The bartenders loved how I mangled their language.  They were greatly amused.  It got me excellent drinks.  Lesson learned.  The attempt was better then mastery.

Out the Back Window

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Through the Window.”

It’s a summer morning.  Seventy five degree air sits still.   The songs of birds and katidids drift in fun the trees that line an open acre.   A modest oak dots the center with flower beds to both sides.   The scene is overlooked by the resident striped stray cat fun his plastic storage box.

A couple sparrows emerge from the bird bath hidden behind a narrow tree.   In the oval flower bed a slight arch of pinks and reds color they’re way deeper on the yard.   A splash of yellow marigolds man an outpost of contrast on the distance.   The stray cat’s eyes catch the motion.

He stretches out sideways instead. The thought of not big enough for him must linger in his head.  Before his box low scrub with pale pink white blooms raise above little white dahlias, pinks, and minute red zinnas.

A carpet of grass spreads of fading green between the beds.  A garden barely shows off in the distance on the right.  The left holds a pond, seen only as an outline.

Backyard view