Seriously, if I could spend all of my waking hours simply writing and telling stories for others… I would do it in a heartbeat!
I think that I was born to write, regardless of whether it ever goes anywhere, career wise. For me, the value isn’t in the paper that the book might be printed on. When I live by God’s daily provision, I don’t feel the pressure to make it big in the dollar department. My desire is to collect hearts and minds for my Creator, over the accumulation of worldly goods. Now that I’ve given you that goofy disclaimer about my motives, I’m hoping you’re following my line of thinking when I use writing as my answer to the prompt.
Every day, I do an immense amount of several things, talking being one of the biggest. I pray/talk to God, sing, and wear my poor husbands ears out with all my chatty antics. I read all the time, and yes, I write… a lot! But what I don’t get to do nearly enough is give all those writings a voice… you know, read them out loud to kids. Is it selfish to wish for laughter, smiles and happy hearts when I read my stories to little ones… maybe it is. But when the result is love for all involved, how can that be so bad.
Since God hasn’t told me otherwise, Imma just keep writing and weaving dreams, like I’ve been doing. Bur if I get a chance to do it more than I’m already doing, I won’t be wasting any chances to do it… just sayin!
“I’ve been everywhere, folks, I’ve been everywhere” should be stamped across my story somewhere, honestly!
If I could cross this beautiful nation any way that I wanted to… I’d go by boat!
Seriously, think about it for a second. Take all the lazy rivers, the rapids, as well as the big wide busy waterways across the country. Sure, you’d have to make use of taxi’s or buses to get from one to the other, as you made your way from one water source to another… but it would be worth it! Think of how many places you could see, visit, and experience along the way. What might be around the next bend in the river, you know?!
Sure, it would probably take half a year, a ton of money, planning and all that… but still.
Here’s a cookie for the road… or river… oh, bother, you know what I mean…
There’s only one good way to approach a budget, in my opinion. You have to pretty much sneak up on it and take hold, before it gets away. Trust me… if it sees you coming, your budget will leave you in the dirt, wondering where on earth it went!
Well, ok… only in a post-apocalyptic, zombie infested world, but still! Where would all those surviving warriors out there get food, drink, and meds, if not for MeeMaw’s Goodwill?
I have to maintain all my outer defenses, while also cooking, gardening, gathering resources, running the forges and crafting all the bandages and medications. My place usually services wayward survivors at all hours of the day or night… zombie’s don’t wear watches, if you were wondering about the hours.
Anyhow, my trigger finger’s itching, and I hear somebody knockin at the back gate… and they don’t sound too friendly!
Rollin, rollin, rollin… keep this mower mowin…. mmmhhhhmmmmhhhhhhmmmmmm….
I bet you never knew that Eustace could sing, and quite well, I might add!
Somebody has to mow all this grass, so it might as well be Eustace. He does get to eat all the clippings, so it’s a win win for all of us, don’t cha think?
You didn’t think that I’d forgotten about our missing little ant, did you?
Not a chance! Do try to keep in mind, however, finding an itty bitty little ant in the forest is far from easy. I had all the little ones out searching the woods frequently throughout each day; calling out her name, in the hopes that it might lead her back to the new farm house. I took it upon myself to make another visit to her family, being sure to leave her a message that include directions to our new location. Aside from that, all we could do was wait, and hope.
Even in the darkest of nights, when all seems lost to us, there is always hope!
As I sat the kitchen of our farm house this morning, quietly enjoying my first needed cup of coffee, my thoughts were suddenly disrupted by the distinct smell of cotton candy, floating in through my window. It surprised me so much that I nearly dropped my coffee in my lap! No, I wasn’t surprised that the the air was deliciously fragrant, just because of the candy smell. That would be silly, don’t you think? There are a myriad of glorious smells floating through the forest, at any given moment, and in any given season!
My surprise at the smell of cotton candy goes much deeper than just a yummy breeze, but you may or may not recall the reason, so I’ll explain. For those of you that don’t remember, there was a strong smell of cotton candy in the air, on the very day that miss Lilly first floated into our barn. Now, it probably makes a great deal more sense, as to why I nearly dropped my coffee when I noticed the air… I smelled Lilly!
I don’t know what most people smell when ants are around, but our little girl smells just like cotton candy! I jumped up out of my chair and ran out the back door, as fast as my legs could carry me, scanning the meadow from one side to the other! Seeing nothing with my eyes, I decided to try following my nose.
There, amidst the dandelions in the meadow, sat a strangely familiar looking creature…
Yes, anyone who knew her from the beginning will recognize those beautiful eyes…
Even if I’d been confused about the eyes, when the tiny ant began smiling at me… it removed all doubt from my mind! She may have gone a bit wild ant/bunny on us while out in the wilderness, but it’s still our Lilly! You try braving the wilds all by your onesie’s, and then let’s see what you look like when you finally get home. I know that I’d probably look a mess, to say the least…
I most assuredly could use a break, and thank you for asking. I don’t mind if I do…
And, what might I need a break from? Overly repetitive prompts for starters, but not just that… could we start asking more positive questions, for crying out loud!
Anyway, since the questions been asked, you might as well know what I’ll be doing with my free time. Gaming, of course!
You don’t see me anywhere, but don’t let your eyes fool you. I’m simply sitting inside the house, drinking my morning coffee. I’ve just been sitting here, listening to the sound of birds singing outside my window. It’s quite peaceful in this place, and I’m finding myself lingering a bit longer each morning, just to listen to the countryside wake itself up!
(In the real world, we await an approval and invitation to accept our housing voucher. They’ve gathered everything they need, paperwork wise, so this is the part where the paper has to walk itself from one place to another, for a whole lot of signatures. Once that’s been completed, we’ll be given an invitation to attend an orientation class, at which time, we’ll receive that physical “Golden Ticket”. Until that occurs… we must wait.)
You won’t believe who showed up yesterday, bounding right in through the front door? Our Auzzee!!!
I’m not sure where he’s been hiding, nor, how he managed to track us down, here at the farm? I don’t think it even matters, really. I’m just so grateful to see the furry little guy, which is sort of strange, don’t you think? He used to have more feathers, as well as different fur… you know, the fur and claws of a cat, remember? Correct me if I’m wrong but, doesn’t he look like sort of like a wooly bear?
See what I mean?! It’s no bother to me, really, as I’m just so relieved to see his adorableness bound into my kitchen this morning!
It won’t be much longer now, and everyone should be back together again, and the barn is coming together wonderfully, as you can see…
Miss Tilly has volunteered herself to be our handyman’s little helper, isn’t she so adorable in her mini-hardhat?
Even Bailey is enjoying all the new hay that we threw across the barn floor…
And, of course, young Squagon is thoroughly enjoying himself, swinging confidently from the rafters,
Yes, Squagon is looking a good deal more like a bat or dragon than the furry baby we first met, but that’s an update for another day. Don’t worry over it, as the little guy is doing quite well, and no worse for ware, after his time alone in the forest. I just think there is more to him than we’d first thought, that’s all.
Anyways, as far as the progression of all the repairs and restoration of the farm, things are going well. With the house pretty much finished, I’ve been looking over the barn and taking meticulous notes, in order to assist our handyman in some of the larger tasks. That’s a bit much to ask of our Tilly, so I stepped in to help.
I think I’ll hang out with him today while he does all the things on my “Honey Do” list. I made sure to put that requirement into the fine print of his contract… I made sure to smile a lot when he was looking over the paperwork, so he just grinned and said, “Mmmhmmm.”
Oh, by the way, my little shadow was successful in locating our misplaced dragon…
Well, he found her, point in fact! Anyways, they’re on their way home now, as we speak! I realize that it may seem rather preposterous that I can know of such a thing, when I’m here with you and they aren’t even back yet, to tell the tale.
Well, to coin a phrase from Guardians of the Galaxy II, “I’m Mary Poppins, Yawl!” Ok, so maybe not totally like that, but suffice it to say, I did it my way… wait, isn’t that Frank Sinatra? Sheesh! Are all the good lines taken, or what? I can’t use It’s my website and I’ll do what I want to, because there’s an old party song that sounds too much like it.
I know, I know… I might not be Mary Poppins, but my site DOES make magic cookies! Yup, yup, yup… I think that will do just fine, wouldn’t you agree?
With that settled, just trust me when I tell you that they’re on their way… I can feel it in my bones!
Thank you for choosing Journey With Me Adventure Travel! If you would please take a seat, wherever one’s available on our tour bus… Oh, and don’t forget to put your seatbelt on, just in case things get bumpy. Ok, is everyone comfortable? Alrighty then, we should really get started. This most ideal day is quite full of things to describe from beginning to end, so we’re gonna have to do this Wiwohka Wonka style! If you tend to experience motion sickness, there’s a med-kit under each seat, carrying a barf bag and some Dramamine. My rigs always come prepared for the unexpected! Ok, let’s do this!
Fresh morning air…Walk with Bailey…Warm cookies…Mmmm, coffee…More coffee…Check site stats…Keep on writing…Laugh along the way…Love…Add a little humor…Mix in some heroics…Write about it…Antics…A bit of sailing…More antics…Mixing…Baking…Snacks, of course…Tales…More tales…Follow some clues…Some free play…and some free riding…Bonding…Snuggling…Inspiration…Practice hunting…Feed the troupes…Clean up the days mess…Studying…Sleepy time snacks…Bedtime stories…Time for a bath…Tuck everyone in…Goodnight prayers…Dream of anything…
Thank you for riding along on this adventure extravaganza! It was far less bumpy than I’d expected, so if anyone is interested in eating breakfast before you go, I’ve left some goodies…
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