You say I'm full of it Now enough, I quit Sat on my bench Spread your stench Flies buzzing around You just making sound Reading all the paper Then reused it later Now forever this is halted By nature I am bolted
Today I came across an abandoned house and this outhouse. I just start to write and see where the words take me. Perhaps I need to see somebody… Got to go, ha de Gött!
Reflecting scrap stone Put there long ago Sharp and cracked Past and present frame Ice braking up Melting in the sun Spring is coming Jack Frost yields But not without a fight
Ha de Gött!
The dragons egg. Hard boiled in the depths of mother Earth. Frozen and shaped by ice and water. Lifted up to be ornament over the food cellar.
What if it hatches. What would come out? A cute little dragon or dinosaur. Piping for its mum. What would it eat? Flies, birds and a moose.
Grow, and grow, and grow, and grow! Would it then, take you for a snack?
Ha de Gött!
Today it was announced that the Small Bluebell (Campanula rotundifolia) was appointed to the floral emblem of Sweden. It has always been my favorite flower so I’m very pleased. It is also called Harebell or Bluebell of Scotland. Hope they don’t feel that we stole it from them. It blooms July to September. Twenty three years ago when I got married to my lovely (she reads the blog) wife, the entire church was decorated with Bluebells.
The picture was taken by me last summer on Killingen island. My son, who passed away seven months ago today, though I was going a bit to nerdy. He took the picture of me that you see below. Also I share a picture of the related Large Bluebell.
Hope you like, subscribe, comment and have nice weekend. Ha de Gött!
He shivered, from cold or the fact he was scared. Sun disappeared and the light faded fast. In the pale light from the moon the shadows seemed to come alive. The forest sounds that was familiar during the day now started to feel threatening. He felt a shiver down his spine as an owl started to sound its, ho-ho. He hesitated before he snuck his hand in his older brothers hand. Expected him to pull it back and start to ridicule him for being scared. To his surprise and relief his brother took a firm grip with his warm hand.
One hundred word story, I had to sneak in my new friend the owl from yesterday. Hope you like, subscribe and comment. Ha de Gött!
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