Having been selfish
greedy, stingy
too many years
and excuses
I’m grateful
to have lived
long enough
to repent/change–
God’s grace is
indescribable
*HUGE*
His love, faithful
and so patient–
It is good to have
a teachable heart now
I’ve learned it costs
very little to be
Generous…
Oh, the pure
joy of it!
~ Cale
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/01/14/rdp-wednesday-generous/
Badge by Laura @ riddlefromthemiddle.com
https://lindaghill.com/2026/01/14/one-liner-wednesday-jusjojan26-the-14th-decisions-decisions/
Having made outrageously poor decisions early on, I began letting others make decisions for me (another bad decision); now I pray & consult God’s Word–the Bible is filled with life-affirming wisdom.😊 ~ Cale
https://lifeafter50forwomen.com/2026/01/12/what-do-you-see-323-12-january-2026/
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The poetry is by my friend Hagar. ~ Cale
Image credit; Alison Torres @ Unsplash
Image credit; Sean Pierce @ Unsplash
~~~~~
I would have walked through
a thousand winters to find you
to be with you, to love you…
Bare trees, breath-tightening
frosted air would have been
to me, nothing…
loving so fiercely
I’d have been fearless
no mere child
despised, tiptoeing
’round strangers
harsh shadow figures
in world far distant
much colder than yours…
I would love you today
with same blind
passion which knows
no dearth…regardless
of season or years…
But you are gone
for always.
~~~
Blood Moon, you pulse
with wild beat…heat
which can’t be soothed
nor I, who beg you
whisper in the wind
so dark it spins
my thoughts to places
I would not go…
sing a lullaby
into the rain
and weep with me
Blood Moon…
Not sure I made the deadline, but I couldn’t resist #6:
https://thesoundofonehandtyping.com/2026/01/13/this-weeks-writers-workshop-prompts-january-13-2026/
Here are this week’s prompts:
😴💃The last dream I had was that I was dancing with Brad Pitt, which is beyond ridiculous: I never even liked him, and I seriously cannot dance….and I’m way too old, or he’s way too young.
But it was a nice enough change from the usual deluge of nightmares🙄 Cale
Back in my day we lived for, and by, coupons for groceries and other essentials. It was a thrill to match them with our current needs, thinking about all we could buy on a stretched budget.
Today my crazy ageing brain wandered to “weird coupons”…
It might be exciting to wake up
some days and collect a different
kind of coupons from the mailbox
not ones for coffee or catfood or
likely-freezer-burn cabbage rolls–
Imagine the relief to find savings
on things like knots and wrinkles
typical of normal days
(abnormal ones not included)–
Here are a few you might
be interested in:
50% off negative feedback
“2 for 1” sale on profanity
(limited quantities)
10% off artificial smiles
but Look! there’s a
“manager’s overstock”
basket of eye-rolling…
The best one, to me, would be
75% off that troublesome
situation I still haven’t
found a positive and doable
solution for.
~ Cale
(If I’ve lost you, the idea is that all these things would be less distressing than usual…doable😉)
Here are links to the prompt words I’ve used:
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/01/13/abnormal-2/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/01/13/rdp-tuesday-situation/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/01/12/feedback/
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/01/12/burn-4/
https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2026/01/11/rdp-sunday-artificial/
https://thedailyspur.wordpress.com/2026/01/10/solution/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/01/10/profanity/
https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2026/01/13/coupon/
Good Tuesday to all who visit here! I want to thank you for encouraging my blog-shy friend, Hagar, to share her poetry. This is her most recent one, with a photo from her area–I hope you’ll like it. ~ Cale
Footprints in the snow
proof God walks ahead of me
my Winter Shepherd
I have a friend who won’t blog, but has given permission for me to share her words. ~ Cale
Winter is longer this year
the days move like
ancient arthritic
tortoises
around clock’s
merciless face
I hear them sighing
or is it me…
https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2026/01/04/sundays-six-sentence-story-prompt-word-12/
Hello again! I hope the New Year hasn’t beat you up too badly already…if I was a preacher (I’m not), I’d pat you on the shoulder and say, “gird your loins, be strong and courageous”.
If that sounds too strenuous, you’ll like this better: “find something FUN to do, preferably a creative hobby, a healthy distraction”.
Taking my own advice, I’m here on a blog and heard about a writing challenge that sparked my interest. It’s called “Six Sentence Story”! As near as I can tell, the instructions are fairly simple, good! However, I trust that if I’ve gone astray, someone in the know will graciously steer me right.
So, 6 sentences and an enticing Word Prompt each week (and rumored to have a boatload of fine established writers, hosted by a lady named “Denise”)…I’ll give it a whirl with “FORCE”.
~~~a love story…
Having left Hawaii, his first love, they’d returned to the Pacific Northwest, her choice although she had no pleasant memories of it; but the climate was generally temperate, and to her, Puget Sound was equally as beautiful as his tropical vision of Heaven.
Alas, it was January of the new year, a bleak and dreary canvas with frosty rain–only now and then a bit of sun to encourage those who insisted this was “God’s Country”.
They’d been married forever (except for that 3-year marital catastrophy she’d embarked on at 21, to punish him for not retiring early and marrying her when she turned 18).
He’d known her since she was a child–a precocious, bright as a new dime child, but a child no less; now they were “older”…he, considerably more than she–though he was in good heath, “fighting fit” as the saying goes.
The gray-on-gray sky he gazed into was no longer new, and he murmured to himself: Life is strange at best, mercurial…unexpected gale winds threaten to take you out if you don’t keep a sharp eye on all that is your personal realm.
And love...the full force of it was an audacious breath-taking blessing–one which brought its burdens; privately, they sometimes weighed on him, having the ability to strike fear in mind and heart; nevertheless, Lorelei was Judd’s singular true passion.
The Christmas lights and decorations are getting packed away as I have energy (and the good sense to label boxes this year🙄).
Thank goodness there’s still time to make New Year’s treats from recipes I sorted weeks ago…if I hustle.
But I’m most looking forward to a hearty pot of borscht–yep, CABBAGE…preferably in the form of sauerkraut! How I love the ruby red of beets (which reminds me…I could bake the loaf of cranberry bread that didn’t happen between Thanksgiving and Christmas).
So this is a new blog, and I’m totally thrilled that WordPress gives us lovely falling snow which doesn’t chill the bones, thank you!! A few days ago it appeared there was some white stuff on the grass below my window…but I couldn’t be sure (it might have been only my annoying cataracts). I checked again, and sure enough it remained…until gradually melting in the rain. Ah well…changing seasons and mercurial weather…at this point I’m eager for Spring cherry blossoms (sigh).
In any event, if you’ve stumbled on this site in your blog travels, I greet you with a warm welcome–perhaps I’ll see you again when I’ve hung up the apron, and settled into writing mode. I offer blessings to all…may you enjoy peace and contentment, and HOPE as we enter the New Year! Cale😊
Poetry ~ Cabbage After Christmas 