Abandon Ship

Day 204 – July 23, 2018

Celebration – VJWC#8 / Wrecked – Manic Mondays / Share Your World / Insipid – WODC / Compete – FOWC / Zing – RDP / 

Posts for SYW and Manic Mondays at the bottom of post.  

The sun popped out today. Not for long, mind you, long enough for a mini celebration by grabbing the camera and taking a drive to find some flooding to capture. Anastasia wanted to get out, as well, and accompanied me on this little adventure.  Just to catch you up, we had this coastal disturbance hit the area on Saturday.  It rained like a (insert preferred descriptive word here).  The rain lasted the entire day from morning throughout the night.  It didn’t stop there.  Yesterday more of the same.  However, yesterday we had the sun pop out a couple of times. This would have been great and all but, all that did was provide fuel to the humidity and “zing” heavy thunderstorms, providing more fireworks than the 4th of July, all night.  Fast forward to today.  What started as a gray day, continues to be gray. The day lacks any color, proving to be just another insipid 24 hours.  It didn’t stay gray either.  While out driving through the Michaux State Forrest, the skies opened up.  You can actually see the wall of rain approach in front of the trees on the left.  The clouds are darkened yet again, and as I sit here writing, the sound of another heavy downpour pounds against the roof.  It is as if, each day decided to compete against each other on which can produce the most rain. We continue to be in a flood warning.  Though my expedition did not yield the water covered scenes I intended, I fathom that based on what is happening the already swollen creeks, streams, and run-offs will consume whatever stands in their way.  I have always said that if the water ever gets up to my house (I live on a mountain), it would be time to start building an ark.  Looks like I may be running to Lowes.

3 of Many

Fly Away

Spectacular Now

Submissions Wanted

 

Share Your World 

(Photos below may be from other source

In regards to puzzle what’s your choice: jigsaw, crossword, word search, mazes, logic or numeric puzzles, something else, or nothing?   I loved these books.  I remember ordering them, and other cool things, in elementary school. We use to get those tissue paper thin catalogues of books. Scholastic was one, there were two others which slip my mind. I distinctly remember the excitement when I went through the 4 page color bargains, looking for the latest EB book and then looking for it on the side panel selection page and placing that check mark next to it. The memory is so clear.  I also can remember the excitement when I saw that box on the teachers desk.  She pulled them out and they were all rubber band together.  The aroma of those books had a distinct new book odor that wasn’t your typical new book smell.  It’s as if it was just like yesterday.

List at least five favorite treats and it doesn’t necessarily have to be food.

1. Twinkies  2. The Beach  3. Singing in the shower. 4. Key Lime Pie 5. Hugs

What is your favorite type of dog? (can be anything from a specific breed, a stuffed animal or character in a movie)

As if there was any question. (She’s a little camera shy 😜)

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week?

I haven’t seen my sister in a couple of years, not on purpose, just life and distance, so I had the chance to catch up with her.  We picked up right where we left off,  and the visit just flew by.  (My sister is not camera shy 😛).   

 

Manic Mondays 3 Way Prompt – Wreck

 Song

My song choice comes from the musical Next to Normal.  This song is the wife, who is a complete wreck (battling serious mental disorders) reacting to her husbands attempt to make her feel as if he knows what she is going through.

You Don’t Know.   LYRICS:

Do you wake up in the morning and need help to lift your head?
Do you read obituaries and feel jealous of the dead?
It’s like living on a cliffside not knowing when you’ll dive.
Do you know, do you know what it’s like to die alive?

When the world that once had color fades to white and gray and black.
When tomorrow terrifies you, but you’ll die if you look back.
You don’t know.
I know you don’t know.
You say that you’re hurting, it sure doesn’t show.
You don’t know.
It lays me so low. When you say let go, and I say you don’t know.
The sensation that you’re screaming, but you never make a sound.
Or the feeling that you’re falling, but you never hit the ground.
It just keeps on rushing at you day by day by day by day.
You don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like to live that way.
Like a refugee, a fugitive, forever on the run.
If it gets me it will kill me, but I don’t know what I’ve done.