Grasses hiss, my gumboots slap
Across the meadow I cut a path
After last night’s damaging storm
Wildflowers open in morning sun
Testing for warmth
In a day just begun
Daily Crochet
Morning
Embrace the Morning
Every morning’s a wakeup call
My wakeup call to get busy and go
Bust out the coffee, bounce off the walls
Right now I’m having a wakeup call
And I do wake up, but I cannot go
Cat’s trapped me beneath, though my hunger grows
Even so, can’t push him off: the kitty purrs No.
© Liz Husebye Hartmann (2025)
Just Jot January Day 13 – Prompt: EMBRACE from Laura. Be sure to visit their blog to read or just say hi! See what other folks have done with the prompt, or add your own!
https://lindaghill.com/2025/01/13/daily-prompt-jusjojan-the-13th-2025/
Morning Meander
Eyes closed, I meander down grassy garden paths
Banks of roses nod and sing their fragrant earth song
Petrichor retreats under rosy rising sun
Sky yawns and stretches, a shell of robin’s egg blue Continue reading
Morning Song
© Ayr/Gray
Many thanks to Jenne Gray and C.E. Ayr for their photo prompt, THE UNICORN CHALLENGE. (11/08/2024). No more than 250 words in length.
(A dream, because I need peace and a bit of distance today.)
The morning started well enough, cool with birdsong, cat heavier than the wool blanket that marks this transition into true Autumn. Side sleeper me, Rollo’s wedged his backside against my belly, so committed to morning dreams, he doesn’t waken immediately, even when I roll onto my back. No purring yet. That’s fine. Continue reading
Just-Jot-It-January (Jan 4-7)
So, this month I’m doing a challenge to write a micro a day, for Just-Jot-It-January. Thanks to Linda G. Hill, bloggers in the “Play Group” have proposed a one-word prompt for each day. Today’s prompt, “TEMPEST” was my suggestion! We share our responses back to Linda’s page, and are able to read what others come up with. I’ll post my responses every few days in bundles, to respect your in-boxes. But if a prompt tickles your imagination, please click its connecting link to read more!
Jan 7: Tempest
Eye of the Storm
It’d been one hell of a night. She came home from the evening shift to find the kitchen sink full, with dishes, as well as soapy water. This suggested an attempt had been made. Baby steps, she told herself, and opted to leave the mess for tomorrow. Continue reading
Valley of the Trolls 