The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: a finale.
Mine:
So here we are: the final curtain;
How we got here, I'm not quite certain.
While it's been a trip, I must admit,
It is well past time for me to quit.
Happy new year! I'll see you for one final post tomorrow.
The exercise:
Write about: infighting.
I don't know that there could be any stronger confirmation that it's past time to end the blog than the fact that I've got two prompts left after this one and have had zero inclination to do anything special to wrap things up.
Also... I'm pretty sure this is the first time I've mentioned it in a post. It's really just been a discussion in the comments, and not much of one at that.
So, uh, heads up, in case you somehow missed it: the blog will see it's final prompt on December 31st, and then one final post that may or may not feature a prompt on January 1st.
The exercise:
Write about: the winter prince.
Inspired by something Miles said while on top of a very large pile (mountain) of snow in a nearby parking lot.
The exercise:
Write about something that is: white.
We certainly had a white Christmas here. Spent the morning at home, then drove down to the farm to have brunch and (more) presents and dinner there. Had to leave home a little ahead of schedule as it started snowing heavily and we didn't want to risk the roads getting any worse.
Thankfully it cleared off by late afternoon and the return drive was reasonably smooth. Overall it was a pretty good day, despite the lack of sleep the night before.
