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Creativity Can Last A Lifetime

There are many negative stereotypes that can discourage us as we get older and they are very destructive. They paint a picture of diminishment and decline, but many artists demonstrate that our creativity can continue up to the end. Their stories always inspire me. Here is one story about a woman who is writing poetry at 101 and was recently published. “At age 101, this woman released her first collection of poems,” by Tara Bahrampour in the Washington Post. She explores this topic further in her article, “Creativity can last well into old age, as long as creators stay open to new ideas.”

Featured image of artist ‘Carmen Herrera laying out a new piece’ by Adam Reich/Lisson Gallery via wikipedia.org

This post is part of the We Are The World Blogfest, #WATWB. The cohosts for this month are: Shilpa Garg, Simon Falk , Damyanti Biswas, Lizbeth Hartz and Eric Lahti.

Clean

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I think as long as people, (women), have been washing dishes, there have been ads for dishwashing soap to make their lives easier and the task more enjoyable, all while guaranteeing softer hands. I confess I have tried various dishwashing liquid soaps and like to buy these cheerful sponges too.

Ocelo Sponge

Yet, it doesn’t make me feel any better when my sink keeps filling up with dirty dishes. Well, at least I don’t have to wash my dishes in a barrel while wearing a bonnet and pointy-toed little shoes.

The Scullery Maid c 1738 by Jean-Baptiste-Simeon Chardin

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt words for today are ‘clean/dirty’. Featured image of Swan soap ad from the Ladies’ Home Journal c 1889 via the Internet Archive on Flickr.com Image of Ocelo sponge via me. Image of ‘The Scullery Maid’ c 1738 painting by Jean-Baptiste-Simeon Chardin from the National Gallery of Art on Wikimedia.org

Ancestors On The Edges

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I continue to be engrossed in genealogy research, looking for the clues that weave my ancestors together into a sturdy cloth. But lately I find myself assembling only the edges of the puzzle. I have more of the frame or boarder than the parts that fill in the center sections. So I just want to appreciate what I am learning about the history of the people who lived in those long ago times. I bet in those olden days many women did more practical weaving like cloth for their families clothes.

‘Tatua Partonun weaving Simalungun traditional woven cloth (Hiou), in her home at Purba Tongah’ by Arokh Thio Gunadi Purba on Wikimedia.org

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G. Hill. Today’s prompt word is ‘frame.’

Sail Away Alma

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It’s nice to think about keeping cool with heat waves in many parts of the world. We are lucky so far here in Southern California. The temperatures have been climbing a bit but we still have a cool breeze. I expect the heat to get serious as the summer wears on. Good to be able to go to a lake or ocean beach when it is so hot and be sure to drink (non-alcoholic) liquids. Make sure elderly family members and neighbors have access to enough water and a place to cool down. Nice to take my mind off of hot weather and look at an image of a sailboat on a bay with a cool breeze filling its sails, and flags fluttering. I love the photo of ‘Alma’, a historic 1891 scow schooner that sailed around San Francisco Bay delivering cargo in the old days. She now resides at the San Francisco Maritime National Historic Park after being restored and declared a National Historic Landmark in 1988. I think she has fore-and-aft rigging, which is when the sails run parallel to the keel and not perpendicular. All I know is, she is a beauty from bow to stern.

Scow schooner Alma on San Francisco Bay by NPS

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt words for today are, “for/fore/four.” Use one, use ’em all, use ’em any way you want. Bonus points for using all three.

Featured image ‘Bow-on shot of 1891 scow schooner Alma sailing on San Francisco Bay with Alcatraz Island in the background,’ San Francisco Maritime National Historic Park, photo by NPS (National Park Service)

You Takes It Or Leaves It

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What did the caterpillar say to the butterfly? “I’m turning over a new leaf.”

I would like to leave off a few things around here, like household chores. It would be nice to give up dish washing ,cleaning bathrooms, laundry and folding clothes. I do have a dishwasher (machine) but I wash off the dishes before loading them in, and it seems like there are always more dirty dishes piling up in the sink. I did do a new chore this past week, sweeping up some dead leaves in my yard and trimming the leaves and branches off some of the bushes. It was more satisfying that the household chores I mentioned, being outside on a not too hot sunny day with a cool breeze blowing. Wish it would stay like this all summer.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt word is ‘leaves.’ Use it as a noun or a verb.

Featured image of ‘Monarch caterpillar eating ‘ by Bradly Potter of the US Fish and Wildlife Service Midwest Region on Flickr.com

Gatherings

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We are social beings of varying degrees. Some of us like less socializing, and can prefer to observe from the perimeter, others like to be right in the middle of things. I like the scene in the above painting, ‘Cliff Dwellers’ by George Wesley Bellows (1913). A peaceful social gathering on a busy city street with a few people watching from their balconies or window sills, while others carry on with their daily routines, and children playing outside. The clothes lines stretched between buildings. Two women sitting together at the side of the stairs, one with her face turned up to the sun, the other keeps watch on the children. In my early childhood years, we lived in San Francisco. I remember we had a clothes line suspended up high like that from the back of our flat. The neighborhood kids often played on the sidewalks in front of their buildings.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt word for today is ‘social’.

Featured image ‘Cliff Dwellers’ by George Wesley Bellows from LA County Museum of Art via Wikimedia.org

A Way With Words

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The prompt for today is to open a book to a random page, put your finger on it, and use that sentence to inspire your writing. I read this book a few years ago, ‘Ordinary Grace’ by William Kent Krueger and loved his writing. There are many wonderful sentences in this book. One I picked at random: ‘When my mother sang I almost believed in heaven.’

I have felt like that listening to a great opera singer like Pavarotti or Renee Fleming. or a classic rock song. When I hear them sing I am in heaven.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, # SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. Today’s prompt: “Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “open book, point, write.” Pick up the closest book to you when you sit down to write your post. Close your eyes, open the book, and place your finger on the page. Whatever word or phrase your finger lands on, write about it.”

Silence

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I do enjoy quiet times to myself, but even then my mind is usually not silent. It is often mulling over assorted details of my existence, seeking interesting information off the web or streaming from the flat screen. I can get quiet inside and out if I am looking at beautiful nature.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “silent/silence.” Use one or both in your post.

Featured image ‘Enjoy the silence…’byThomas Leuthard on Flickr.com

Murder So Cozy

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“Cozy mysteries, also referred to as “cozies”, are a subgenre of crime fiction in which sex and violence are downplayed or treated humorously, and the crime and detection take place in a small, socially intimate community. Cozies thus stand in contrast to hardboiled fiction, which feature violence and sexuality more explicitly and centrally to the plot. The term “cozy” was first coined in the late 20th century when various writers produced work in an attempt to re-create the Golden Age of Detective Fiction.” (Wikipedia).

I am all for limiting explicit sex and violence in mystery stories and have often liked “cozy mystery” series like ‘Murder She Wrote’ or ‘Miss Marple.’ But lately, I am wondering what made me like them with their usual ‘cozy’ premises of small town, and amateur detectives. Isn’t it kind of rediculous to think of murders happening regularly in a small little village or town and to have the local clergyman, landscapers, librarians, as the detective? The exception to this would be the greatest amateur detective, Sherlock Holmes.

‘The Detective’ by József Rippl-Rónai (1861–1927) via wikipedia.org

Jeremy Brett by Insomnia Cured

Maybe it’s because we imagine ourselves to be amateur sleuths who can solve the crime.

Stream of Consciousness Saturday, #SOCS, is hosted by Linda G Hill. The prompt is “rhymes with rosy.” Find a word that rhymes with “rosy” or use the word “rosy” and base your post on it.

Shattered

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Accidentally, I dropped the glass lid of a large pan on my tile kitchen floor just as I was finishing up the dinner dishes. Oh joy! I got to clean up this pile of broken glass and its pieces that spread out from the point of impact to the next room. I am thinking, could the glass lids of these pans be made in a way to prevent breakage like this? (Well, that was not not my first thought, which was probably oh shit! ) I did some quick research and my lid could have been ‘tempered glass’ which is supposed to break in smaller pebble-like pieces and not so many shards. I have swept, vacuumed, and swiffered up the evidence before taking a photo, but I think the glass did break into smaller pieces and stayed together mostly, except for the pieces that got loose and flew everywhere. I wish they could make a glass lid that is really shatterproof.