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for Vesta

April 16th, 2012 / Categories: Alaska, Family, inspiration, Moose Nuggets, sad, trifecta, words / 15 Comments »


this is a tree in Vesta’s yard. It says so much about her.
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I will observe your passing as you would have me do

I will . . .

look to the heavens

look to the sun

gaze on the moon and the stars on the clear black night

glory in the flight of the eagle, warring with the raven over a dripping salmon

pull my loved ones closer to me and hug them with all my might

shout your name to the winds from the bluff

whisper your name to my aching heart

I will miss you, my Sister-Friend
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Trifecta’s challenge this week is to use the word OBSERVE in its third definition:

to celebrate or solemnize (as a ceremony or festival) in a customary or accepted way

I received a call yesterday that a dear friend had passed away from a brain aneurysm. We lost her twin last November. Vesta was a mentor to me – a sister-friend to me. She loved me, admonished me, challenged me, LOVED me. I will miss her greatly.

The Woman in Me

April 14th, 2012 / Categories: Hear Me, Moose Nuggets / 7 Comments »

“You worry me,” she whispered loudly into Trista’s ear. Hips undulated with the vibe, the glory of being together – alone – in a club full of people. She teased, taunted, and beckoned her closer. “I’m yours. Don’t forget. We belong here in the now, here in the day. The woman in me wants the woman in you.”

Trista succumbed to the lusciousness in front of her. Nobody else mattered. Only this vixen in slit skirt made her salivate like this. She pulled her closer, melted her body into her soul-mate’s, whispered back, “The woman in me wants the woman in you.”
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Lance of My Blog Can Beat Up Your Blog fame invited me to take part in his 100wordsong challenge. Taking a song – writing 100 words as you please. How hard/easy can that be, right? Yeah. I’m really not “up” on current music, but I enjoy what other folks publish – and I gave this one a listen. Phew! Is it hot in here – or is it just Trista?

Nobody I know – except in the furthest corners of my mind. Enjoy.

Dear Robbie

April 13th, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, trifecta, words / 17 Comments »

I don’t know how to tell you. I loved him and that hurt you. He chose me and we love each other. We both love you. That hurts. I’m sorry for that pain.

Love, Trixi

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The Trifextra Week 12 challenge is to write a 33 word letter of apology. (salutations, closings, etc. not included in the word count)

In the nighttime part of my job the participants are asked to write a letter of responsibility – apologizing to their victim by taking responsibility for what they’ve done. It is hard for them. I think I understand a bit more now why that is so.

I’m melt t t ting . . .

March 31st, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets / Comments Closed

We have had a week of sunny, warm (for us) weather. As a result Kenai is taking on that brown, slushy, ugly look. Generally that sticks around for a few weeks. However, we are watching the snow recede at a rapid rate so we may get out from under the snow by the end of the month. (April, that is)

Oh, yeah . . . tomorrow is April 1st – hmmmmmm, I’ve been here long enough to see SNOW as an April Fool’s day gift.
🙂

While warming and melting are in the air, they aren’t the only things up there:

Wow, Moosie! A helicopter!

So, you might ask what is so unusual about seeing a helicopter? Well, we see them quite often – our house seems to be on their flight path as the medical choppers come to the airport from the hospital (or vice versa) for medical transport. We also see them going out to the oil platforms in Cook Inlet – delivering workers and supplies.

This chopper is doing neither of those things. It is transporting equipment out to various locations (this is on the “flats” near the Kenai River) to conduct seismic testing: Buccaneer is looking for gas/oil.

There are lots of orange ribbons on stakes and wiring harnesses hooked up to yellow boxes all around town, including our neighborhood.

Will they find anything? I don’t know. They are doing the equivalent of buying one of those elusive lottery tickets and hoping to hit the big jackpot. Remains to be seen.

Caroline’s Dilemma

March 28th, 2012 / Categories: Moose Nuggets, trifecta, words / 7 Comments »

Caroline was in tears. She let the lace slip through her fingers and cried. “This cannot be worn! Just look at the color!

“Mother warned me,” she hiccoughed. “Mother told me that if I hired cheap laborers I would get cheap and shoddy craftsmanship. Why didn’t I listen to her?”

“What are you muttering about, my dear?” Arnold folded his newspaper, took off his pince-nez and smiled on his wife of 20 years. “Whatever has you in a tizzy?”

“This, this lace! Look at it, Arnold! There is no way I can let Matilda wear this gown to the ball tomorrow night. What are we going to do? The Duke of Marzipan will be there and Matilda simply MUST look her best. What would he think if he saw this?”

“There, there, dear. I’m sure you can fix the problem. Would a lovely shawl help cover the problem area?”

More muttering came from Caroline as she again fingered the discolored lace. Her husband’s words penetrated the dark cloud she was under finally and a smile began to form. “Maybe . . . maybe we could snip this piece here and add a bouquet of wild flowers and ribbons there. It is at the waist. This just might work. Cook! Cook! Bring my sewing basket! I need scissors and thread and, oh, do go on, Cook. I need your help now.”

Arnold smiled, shook out his paper and blew out a contented sigh. All was right in Caroline’s world once again. Matilda would meet the Duke and would be introduced to the Court properly. And he? He could finish his paper and enjoy a quiet evening by the fire. Yes, that will do quite nicely.
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picture borrowed from this site.
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Those anything but CHEAP editors at Trifecta have given another challenge – use of the third definition for the word cheap (an adjective)

3 a : of inferior quality or worth : tawdry, sleazy [cheap workmanship]
b : contemptible because of lack of any fine, lofty, or redeeming qualities [feeling cheap]

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