Photo Challenge:  Poem – Ninefold – “A Ruined Wedding Dress” #amwriting #poetry


Thanks to MindLovesMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this week’s photo challenge.

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Her dress floats on water, foam and tulle froth.

Hair braided, done-up, style for a doll. 

Jasmine perfume wafts with her kite.

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She wonders why she’s sitting here, chair —

Afloat, with her on it; and she’s perturbed, 

Caught between a woman and a girl in —

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Wedding dress; she flew far, with spirit.

No pastor to bind her to God and man, 

She grins at her ruined lace dress soaked. 

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Echoes of My Neighbourhood: Looking Back on My Dad’s family.


I knew there was a prompt I forgot about this week! How could I forget the wonderful Jacqueline’s Echoes of My Neighbourhood? So, I haven’t taken any recent pictures lately but I have some more pictures looking back to the past.  

 
This wonderful warm women was my Great Grandma Kendal. She lived in Church Bridge, Saskatchewan, where my Grandma grew up. I don’t remember exactly how old she was when she died but she was in her early to mid-nineties. I have longevity in my genes. I remember visiting my Great-Grandma’s house a couple of times as a child and teenager. When I was 5-years-old and My Great Grandpa Kendal was still around, my Great Grandma Molly sang to me How Much is That Doggy in the Window and gave me some fabric and buttons to sew little pillows with, for my Barbie dolls. 

When I was about thirteen-years-old, we visited Great Grandma (her name was Molly) again. One time on the visit when everyone else was gone she told me to come and sit with her. She told me when my Grandpa Willard Eifert married my Grandma, my Grandpa had a bit of an attitude. He thought my Grandma’s farm family was a bit beneath his own family who were all highly-educated pastors and nurses. She told me it took time for my Grandpa to get over this. She also told me my Great Grandpa Phillip Kendal had a dream about heaven shortly before he died; in his dream God showed him heaven and it was beautiful in a way he could barely describe. The last thing she told me was not to cry for her when she died because she would be in heaven and happy. I didn’t cry for her, I knew better when she passed away.

  
This is my other Great Grandma on my Dad’s side, her name was Ida and she was an interesting woman. She liked to dress well, and would save up for one expensive suit, rather than buy a few cheap suites. She married my Great-Grandpa Carl Eifert who came from around Leipzig, Germany when he was a little child. Carl became a Lutheran Pastor and Ida gave birth to many children, sons who also became Lutheran Pastors and daughters who married Lutheran Pastors or became Nurses. My parents helped Great Grandma Eifert out a great deal when she still lived in her house in my home city. Later, her children moved Ida to White Rock, BC, closer to her daughters,and we visited Great Grandma Eifert there when I was a young girl. I have a memory baking cookies with her when I was three or four-years-old too.

Ida lived a long life, into her nineties as well. In fact, she passed away when I was almos fourteen-years-old, in July. When she died my family viewed her body at the funeral home. It was disconcerting to see that our hands looked exactly alike. So, I know who I inherited my hands from.

  

Two-weeks later, after Ida’s death, her son, my Grandpa Willard Eifert passed away exactly on my Birthday. It was a terrible birthday spent at the funeral home, helping Grandma pick out caskets (etc.) My Grandpa Eifert was young when he died, seventy-three-years old. I miss him so much to this day. I think his funeral was the first funeral I openly cried at. 

I was close to my Grandpa. I often slept over at his and Grandma’s house in the city. I spent time out at their parsonage near Wataskiwen when my Grandpa was still a Pastor, before he retired. My Grandpa smoked a lot until he quit in his fifties but the damage had been done. On the Eifert’s side, we have bad lungs and my Grandpa had emphysema which resulted in him having an oxygen tank eventually. When he died it was due to his smoking. His heart had been beating at a runner’s pace for twenty-years and it finally gave out. It still makes me sad because you never think the last time you see someone alive, is the last time you’ll see them. Last time I saw Grandpa he was in hospital and he said he wasn’t doing to well. We didn’t stay long.

What I remember with my Grandpa the most is all the time we spent playing chess and cribbage. I learned cribbage when I was seven-years-old and only beat my Grandpa three times at Chess ever. Twice he was tired so I don’t count those times. We played Yahtzee and Uno and deciphered cryptograms and crossword puzzles. In the mornings when I was over, I would wake up early and help Grandpa make breakfast. At the parsonage, there was tractor rides and VBS to go to at Grandpa’s Church in the summer. When Grandpa died my Godfather told me the greatest gift I could have received was my Gandpa going to heaven on my Birthday because he was no longer in pain and with his Lord.

My Grandma also pictured here, is a special lady. She is about eight-six and slowing down but doing well. I played games with her when I was younger. We also did all these fun crafts such as making our own Christmas ornaments. I helped her bake items such as Apple stroudal and homemade donuts. She was in her house until recently and is in a seniors place now. She is a kind person who loves to talk and be social. She was a great Pastor’s wife and is involved in Church to a great degree still. I need to visit her soon, she came back from a vacation seeing her sister with my Dad. Having an adult relationship with my Grandma is different from having a relationship as a kid. I wish my Grandpa hadn’t smoked so he could be here too, and I could have an adult relationship with both my Grandparents. 

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Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner: Let The Deer Be


My Dad’s family moved around because Grandpa was a Pastor and at times, Grandpa chose to accept a call to a different congregation in the country. My Grandpa taught his boys to hunt. I can’t say whether or not my Uncle D would have taught his sons to hunt because he died when his boys were still young. 

But my Uncle K has taught his sons. I feel speechless when I see pictures of my barely adult cousins, standing on top of a buck’s corpse, proudly. My Dad never hunted much when his children came along, but my family was the recipient of meat from hunted animals when I was younger.

There are few reasons I see for hunting. I think the only valid reasons are if a predator is a danger to humans or if an animal population is overpopulated and a danger to the ecosystem of an area. But for sport or fun . . .we have grocery stores now, let the wild animals be.

One of the scariest times I can remember was sleeping in my one Uncle D’s basement. My eldest brother and I slept in a room and there were dead animals all around us. There was a giant grizzly bear rug on the floor and deer heads on the wall. There were other deer-like animal heads on the wall too. Their fake eyes stared at me throughout the night and I could not sleep, “You lookin, at me?” I wondered.

I was young, but it makes me think now, what need have we to kill these creatures.Why hunt if not for survival. I know I’m a city girl but it seems to me at times, our inner caveman comes out and forgets it’s modern times — let the deer be.

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Thanks to Roger Shipp for hosting Flash Fiction for the Purposeful Practitioner.

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Christmas 2015: A Synopsis


merry christmas
http://www.christmaswisheimages.org Merry Christmas
After much preparation Christmas has passed. It always feels as if there is this huge build up and then in a moment, Christmas Eve and Christmas have gone. So, how did you spend yours?

I have been feeling a bit better then I have the last couple of Christmases so I spent time baking these spice cookies we call Christmas Tree Cookies and Chocolate Turtle Squares. Christmas Tree Cookies require baking and then being decorated with colored icing and decorations of little sugar crystals etc. The chocolate turtle squares I was able to swap out the flour and use a Gluten free flour so my Dad could eat them. He did eat them all; they are gone now. My Mom also managed some baking. She made shortbread, brownies, and peanut butter cookies. Not to mention we have a lot of chocolate to eat.

On Christmas Eve, I went to Church with my Mom and Dad. My brother

Christmas Church
http://www.cristmas-edition.blogspot.com Church Nativity Scene
came a bit later in the service. We sang Christmas carols and the pastor had a brief sermon. I haven’t been to church in a long time. It hasn’t been possible for me to wake up early enough on a Sunday that I can get to a Church my Mom or Dad go to. After the service, we went hope and there was snacks and baking. We had mini spring rolls, cheeseball and crackers, some kinds of cream cheese dip, sushi, different kinds of sausages, vegetables, and baking. We drank wine, beer, and soft drinks. After talking and eating, we opened presents. For most of us that meant money, gifts cards, and chocolate. It was nice but my eldest younger brother wasn’t able to make it for the first time so it was a bit weird without him.

Christmas Dinner
http://www.theorganicprepper.ca Christmas Dinner
J (my brother) did make it for Christmas dinner the next day. We had ham, perogies, cabbage rolls, stir fried rice, Ichiban Chinese Noodle Salad, broccoli with cheese sauce, raw vegetables and dip, and baking for dessert. We ate around 1:30 pm. We tend to have early holiday dinners because it is a lot easier to get everything cooked in the day and because a lot of other people have Christmas get-togethers at night.

Boxing day we didn’t do too much. But I have been catching up on some movies that have come out in the last few years that I have wanted to see but I didn’t get the chance to see. So, on Boxing day (and before Christmas) I watched The Avengers: Age of Ultron which is fun and fantastic. The only problem is I think if you haven’t seen the Avengers movie before this one, all three Ironmans, both Thor movies, and both Captain America movies, you might not quite understand everything that is going on. All those movies are intertwined so much it makes it hard for someone to see only one of these Marvel heros movies and understand the entire story.

The same probably goes if you haven’t see the last three X-men movies

X-men Days of Future Past
http://www.truthoncinema.com X-men Days of Future Past
plus the movie about how the X-men began, you wouldn’t understand the fourth X-men Movie Days of Futures Past. But it is my personal opinion it is an excellent movie on it’s own I think. It had a great story line and it fixes all that went wrong in the first three X-men movies. So, the ending is excellent. Also, if you are into the new Star Trek movies, the second one Star Trek: Into Darkness is pretty decent. I am not the hugest Star Trek fan but the Chris Pine who plays Kirk is h0t and the storyline wasn’t too bad either. It was kind of a typical Star Trek movie in what went on. But I think a fan would like it.

kinopoisk.ru
http://www.blogs.indiewire.com The Longest Ride -Scott Eastwood
I also watched a Nicholas Spark’s movie called The Longest Ride. I was pleasantly surprised at how good it was for a Nicholas Spark movie. He hasn’t had many good ones since The Notebook, Dear John,  and a few others. The story was in a way similar to a The Notebook. And the lead handsome guy is played by Clint Eastwood’s son, Scott. He is going to be a good actor I think. He is about thirty-years-old and has the same wrinkles around his eyes that his Dad has.  But he is definitely hotter I think, at a similar age to his Dad. So if you are in the mood, for a good Romance, I recommend The Longest Ride.

I still have some movies on my list: The 4th Transformers movie, Captain America: Winter Soldier, Wolf of Wallstreet, and I think there is another Nicholas Spark’s movie in there too somewhere.  At the theaters I am waiting to see the new Star Wars movie and also a movie called Joy with Jennifer Lawrence. I think I talked about it before.

Tomorrow I am going for a much needed haircut and a gel manicure. I like

Gel Nails French
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gel nails they look good for a longtime and they’re shiny. But they can be hard on your nails. I used a certain kind of nail polish remover to try to get the remaining Gel polish off my fingernails. It works with Shellac nails so I thought it would work with Gel. It kind of did but damaged my finger nails in the process. The better option if you get gel polish is to simply file the polish off after three or four weeks. It works the best and takes more time but will not damage your nails. I did this on my toes and they were fine after I removed the polish using this method.

Not sure what the New Year’s plans are yet. Was different before because I have always had a boyfriend to spend the last four New Years with. However, it works out I am happy. If I get to sleep that will be good, if I go out for a few hours that will be fun too.  Happy New Year to you all!

New years 2016
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