I feel stuck about what to write about today. It’s not really a writer’s block, but more of indecision. I skipped my Silent Sunday post this week to write a post filled with text. Now, I’m wondering if that was such a good idea. One of our fellow slicers, Lainie Levin, encouraged me to post…
Today, is my one thousandth, three hundredth, and twentieth blog post! That’s right I’ve made 1,320 posts to The Apples In My Orchard! It all started just before the Slice of Life Story Challenge in 2017. I opened my blog during the last week in February to test the waters and be ready to write…
For the last few days, I’ve been in a slump. It’s really the first slump I can recall during the pandemic. Mostly, my “slumpiness” revolved around feelings about my own self worth and feeling undervalued. But, today, several things have happened to restore my sense of being valued by others. I realized that I do…
A while ago, before the vaccines for COVID-19 were approved, I was playing with some alliteration. This is a work in progress, but in absence of other words coming to me today, I will share it for Poetry Friday. I think our world, particularly the United States, is stretched thin right now. It seems everything…
Today is Poetry Friday and my post was inspired by the colorful blue and white page of photographs adorning our home calendar this month. Each year I make calendars for our immediate family. They are filled with the special moments that occurred the year or sometimes, just the month, before I work on them, as…
What have I worked on this week? I am a reflective thinker. Perhaps, too much so. I find that sometimes all my thinking stalls my actions and prevents forward movement. I get caught up in questions such as, what should I do now? What would be most productive? Should I stop editing and put those…
Tom Turkey said, gobble, gobble as he took a small wobble towards the shiny fence that cost more than a few pence. A young child approached sure the perimeter could be broached at least by my finger while I linger thought the child. The tall man said, do not put your finger in the pen….
Several years ago, when I had writer’s circle, the students tried their hand at writing the several types of poems during our month long unit which ran from mid-February to mid-March. My favorites were the color poems and the haiku. I found poetry, using the forms below, helped the young student (third grade) to learn…
For the past month, I have been consumed by poetry. Constantly, I am thinking about it, writing with words that rhyme or follow a cadence in my head. Poetry. The imaginative craft of writing where words create images and emotions and depth of life. And, while I am grateful, it has been such an odd…
Today, on Poetry Friday, I want to celebrate the poet Jack Prelutsky. I own several of his holiday poem books, gifted to me by my mom who used them for years in her third grade classroom. Subsequently, I used them for years for my third grade writer’s circle. Jack Jack Prelutsky is an American born…