Wednesday February 2nd, 2022

The exercise:

Write about something that is: otherworldly.

Prompt partially inspired by the Canadian Men's National Soccer Team being on the verge of qualifying for their second ever World Cup, the only previous time happening back in 1986.

Also: I know I'm slacking on comments again. I plan to catch up in the next couple of days.

Monday July 13th, 2020

The exercise:

Write about something: eerie.

Work was okay today. It'll only get better. I hope.

Thursday October 14th, 2010

The exercise:

Today we shall write about: strange creatures.

More cabin reno work today - got the cabinets prepped for painting, Kat painted some walls and got started on the guest bedroom ceiling, and... some other stuff I can't remember right now. Back to harvesting tomorrow morning for the market.

Might be the last time, with the frost threatening to arrive any day now. We shall see.

We shalllll seeeeeeee.

Sorry, I'm tired. I'll get to my take on the prompt now.

Mine:

I've observed to Kat many, many times since we moved here that Osoyoos has an impressive array of strange insects. Like, what the hell is this?

Another angle of his brother or cousin or... wife? *shudder*

Needless to say (but apparently I'm saying it anyway), the zoom on my camera was used to its fullest for both of those pictures. Thankfully neither creature got offended by my presence and tried to eat my eyeballs.

Anyway. Today I decided enough was enough. I wanted an actual answer.

After a bit of wandering around the internet, I came across this very helpful page - I'd link to their home page but there's a picture of a snake there and nobody wants that. Anyway, I'm pretty certain that I've got two pictures of a Western Conifer Seedbug - it looks about right to me, at least.

So, I learned something today. I don't think I'm about to become an entomologist any time soon, but I am fond of knowing what exactly is crawling around outside my home.

Apologies for the bug pictures today. I shall make it up to you tomorrow with something a bit nicer. Birds, perhaps.

I should stop typing and hit publish now. Writing when tired is kind of fun though.

Anyway.

Tuesday September 16th, 2008

The exercise:

Wow, 100 days in a row of writing practice. This has been so much more rewarding than I could have ever expected, I can't wait to get to one year of uninterrupted postings.

As a celebration of sorts for hitting the century mark, I'd like to invite everyone who reads this little blog of mine to post their take on today's writing exercise - it would mean quite a bit to me and it should be fun.

So here she be - today's exercise is: write a poem about the strangest thing you've ever seen.

Mine:

The strangest thing that I ever did see
Was at a hostel in northern NZ.
On a sunny day just after Christmas
I had the oddest honor to witness
A wedding most strange, with four open bars -
A joining of two used backpacker cars!

A Swede drove the Lada, a Brit the Ford,
The guests gathered 'round to watch and record;
The groomsmen wore aloe vera leaf ties,
The bridesmaids had sincere tears in their eyes.
A hostel guest volunteered to preside,
Though we weren't quite sure which car was the bride.

It was a day I could never forget:
No objections were raised, we were all set;
Loving vows were exchanged with engine roars
And in a sight I'd never seen before
The ceremony concluded like this:
The cars lurched forward for a bumper kiss!