Daily Prompt; Blogger in a Strange Land


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What’s the strangest place from which you’ve posted to your blog? When was the last time you were out and about, and suddenly thought, “I need to write about this!”?

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Everywhere I am I think of blogging. Is this an addiction? No, it is a part of my make-up.quaker state When I’m outside looking at nature. Or maybe I am dining out.IMG_0094 When I am on a stroll, I really think about blogging.dark pink lake photo What about when the sun is setting on a beautiful Spring day?hanna water

When I used to take a small vacation I would think about blogging as I watched my grandchildren playing in the pool.deer

When I see something I can not get close to, like the deer. They are so skittish around humans but not this fellow, he just posed for me.

I plane skiesthink a lot about my brother Al when I blog. He has changed so much since last summer with his M.S.A. When I am flying I think about my blogging.peonies 2 I like to think about writing when I see new life being born.dscf4168 At the holiday I think about the special moments. Every once in a while I will slip a photo of me in there.HPIM0140 When I see bright and happy things like this old-fashioned merry-go-round.helicopter When I look up and hear the whirly bird coming.moon3 When I see things I know I won’t see again in my life time.sky oct 2 When I see strange lines or figures in the skies.sky oct. So in the final thoughts I guess I am always in strange places that seem quite familiar in my own mind.

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Daily Prompt; Stranger in a Strange Land


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What’s your favorite part about visiting a new place — the food? The architecture? The people watching?

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I imagine there are those who are like me. Vacations are not in my dictionary. Oh, I am not saying I have never been on vacation. I went with my parents each summer to Minnesota. My Dad went for Pike fishing. Mom did more work while we were on vacation than she did at home.pike fish

When I grew up and got married we used to go to the State Fair each year. The kids and I would ride the wagon around the fairgrounds, and get sick on fair food. My husband went so he could watch the Tractor Pulls.tractor pull

One fall my husband and I went to a small fishing lake in Michigan. I had a good time I guess. He fished and I tried to find things to do. I did end up nine months later with this.newborn

Now when I think of vacations, I think of the word alone. I would love to just go to a cabin in the woods and do what I want. Or go to my daughter’s house and stay for a week and catch up on life.

I wouldn’t go to the big malls to shop. I wouldn’t go to the most expensive dining areas. I would try to find a Ryan’s Buffet. http://www.ryans.com

I would visit any antique stores in far off places. Ally Cats I would enjoy the birds singing.female red bird at millers I would enjoy the beauty of flowers.park flowers

Maybe find a nice guy and  fall in love.Couple-in-Tub

Or maybe I would just look at the stars in my rocker on the porch and dream a way.flashing stargrandma_rocking_in_chair_hc

Or sit by the fireplace and roast marshmallows and talk about the good old days.fireplace

I guess my best part of the vacation is not so much it being somewhere I have never visited.

It is about the quietness and the peace. It is about the company I am in. It is about pleasing my inner spirit. It is about looking through the crystal glass and seeing how darn lucky I have been all my life.