Blog Talkers: Flowers. Do you like flowers? When is the last time you received flowers? When is the last time you sent someone flowers? Do you think purchasing flowers is a waste of money? Do you garden? What is your favorite flower?
I do like flowers. I think the last time I was sent flowers my Mom sent them for my birthday over a year ago. I don't send flowers but usually bring them to my Mom. Last time was last Autumn when I bought her a passion flower vine. I think buying flowers is lovely. Organic too. I don't garden a lot. My Mom has the garden here. I used to have a space when we lived in the Stouffville area. I had a tulip bed at the back of the house. I like a lot of different flowers. Mainly those which come up early in the Spring like tulips, Christmas rose, and violas and sweet williams later in the season.
Thursday Thirteen: Mysterious Stained Books.
I got this idea from reading Mimzie's Musings, the post "The Public Library Gave me Ebola". Here are thirteen things that could be staining, polluting and possibly infecting the pages of a borrowed or second hand book. Not meant to discourage anyone from getting library books or shopping at the thrift and second hand stores. I shop second hand myself. Cooties or not, it's the best way to find older books from writers you like.
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Ketchup. If you make real ketchup it is not that bright red like a clown nose. I can see someone munching away while reading and having a french fry try to escape into the book.
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Hair colour. Mine was hair colour. I took a photo of it cause Mimzie has photos of her infected books in her blog post.
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Lipstick. Not sure I'd like a book quite enough to kiss it but you never know.
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Insects. They know they are going to outlast us and now they want to make sure they can read too.
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Blood. Most likely from a paper cut. You know, when good books attack.
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Blood. Nosebleed. Reading too fast.
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The remains of a really good latte or some other coffee type of drink. I've had it happen. You just put your cup down in the wrong spot and suddenly there's a dash of the good stuff spilled or dribbled out over the side of your cup and onto something else.
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Spaghetti sauce flicks. You know what it's like when you start sucking up those long noodles. Just like tiny alien spaceships setting out to explore the world. They seem to get all over the place.
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Glue. Someone was working on a cut and paste or other kind of art project and used the book to weigh something down. Left a smudge of glue squished out and onto the book itself.
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Paint. Just a trick to fool people into thinking the book is diseased.
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Strands of hair. Its' not just in your soup any more.
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Dust, it's everywhere else did you really think your book could escape? They can't even run very fast.
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Ink. Plenty of times I have seen pen ink accidentally or purposely written in a book. Not just those Canadians writing notes about desperately trying to get away from the snow either.
BlogTalkers:
Spring. What's the best part of spring? What's the worst part of spring? What does spring time mean to you? Do you get spring fever? Do you give your house a good spring cleaning? How has Daylight Saving Time changed your routine? What's the best thing about Daylight Saving Time? What's the worst? (other than the loss of time, of course - be original! :) ).
Spring makes me think of tulips and other early Spring flowers. I like the rain in Spring, it helps melt away the snow. The last of the snow is usually pretty messy looking with road dirt, salt and sand and other things contributed from people's pets. I think the only ugly thing in Spring is what is uncovered once the snow melts. One of the best things are the fresh rain and new growth, buds on trees and the grass suddenly becomes green and lush again.
I should do a Spring Cleaning. Not real keen on it. Daylight Saving wasn't too bad for me. But it will help that I have this week off. I really can't think of a best or worst for Daylight Savings time. It's only an hour after all. One good thing, it makes an excuse for being a bit late for work at least one day. Of course, it works better if you happen to live alone and there isn't anyone there to 'remind' you.
How was the whole peanut butter and jam phenomena started? Don't look for the facts, write the story as you create it. What can you come up with?
I'm not a peanut butter fan.