Noticed this wreath stand on the way home Monday.


You can see the little red coffee can for the money... an island Christmas tradition.


Musing with Mental Pauses
Mental pauses:
Words escape me
…where have they gone ?

The bain of my existence
these days.
Is it the time change?
The shorter days?
Life is still full of art
and writing group
and lunches with
the writers.
Words escape me
…where have they gone ?
Laughter Yoga
is taking a break…
it’s okay,
I don’t laugh anyway !
(I go Ho Ho Ho instead
of laugh..
it makes them laugh
so I’ve contributed
my way !)
Mental pauses,
dusty brains,
Where, oh where,
has my thought pattern
Could it be I’m getting old
or that my children are
middle aged ?
Can’t be.
Is be.
WoW.  Where did
the time go.
I missed middle age…
thought it would be
now…. til someone
pointed out to double
my age meant I’d live
to be as old as
Methuselah !
I’ve put out a search
Words escape me
…where have they gone ?

Musing with Mental Pauses
Part two

Write2Day–Prompt:  Writing from the Dark Place‏.  December 8, 2011