Category Archive:Moose Nuggets

This week’s 100 Words Challenge is Broken. Check out some superb writers by following the linky love at the bottom of this post.
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I weep at the beauty of it
Sunrises – sunsets
Mountains majesty
Never knew what that meant
Until
Alaska

Ahhh-laska
My chosen home
I drink in your
Beauty
When sea billows roll
I’ve seen that
Here

My Alaska
Home sweet home
You have taken me
And broken me
And made me whole

You give me hope
You give me pause
You give me food
For thought
I am more yours
Than ever
You could be mine

I bask in your beauty
I pause at your glory
I revel with joy
At your every turn

You give me
Breath
My chosen
Alaska


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Kenai Sunset 4-5-11 Ahhhhhhhhh
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A little nonsensical, but poignant poem for the letter E A to Z home
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Elisa

Eleventy-ten one hundred and two
Elisa bent to tie her shoe
Even now I see her face
Encouraging me to join her race

Eleventy-ten one hundred and two
Elisa no longer can reach her shoe
Even lines and wrinkles trace
Endearing pages upon her face

Eleventy-ten one hundred and two
Elisa wants to come with you
Even’ tide has slowed her pace
Eventually she’ll lose the race

Eleventy-ten one hundred and two
Elisa sidles away from you
Emitting a sensuous grace
Ending a long, well-run race

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Continuing on the A-Z April challenge (and trying valiantly to catch up) I give you the letter C.

Chance, change, choice – or maybe Chia pets?

Many people like to play games of chance – a friend is heading for Vegas soon and will likely contribute to their school district. That’s what I did when I visited several years ago.

I take chances on things all the time – will I make it through the intersection before the light turns red? Will my ticket win if I enter the latest raffle this or that organization is holding? We all do that type thing.

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Today – still catching up – the letter is B.

How perfect is that? My given name is NOT PurpleMoose (really?) but Barbara. I was named for my mother’s youngest sister who is only about 18 years older than I am. Aunt Barbie is my last living tie to my Mom, although we are thousands of miles away from each other. This moosie lives in Alaska’s “wilds” and she lives in the farthest wilds of Texas.

Heh – two Barbaras in the two largest states. (both MY state and I are bigger – lol)

Barbara seems to be a dying name. Most of the ones I have met are in my generational age – anywhere from 80’s to 60’s – although I have met a few in their 30s.
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Discovered the challenge through Clew’s Blues blog and thought I might try it. Doing it unofficially because there are over 1000 people doing it and I choose not to do a linky-log thingy with that many links to it. So, each day I write for this challenge I will simply give you a link to the A to Z home and let you choose whether or not to go there to read. Deal? Deal.
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The idea is to write something every day but Sundays (see I’ve already broken a rule) thus writing 26 days on the letters of the alphabet. I need to catch up on some days: A and B (Friday and Saturday)
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A: Alaska

Hubby and I moved to Alaska in 1978 – we were not yet 30, had two young daughters (3 and 8) and needed to get away from the BIG city of Columbus, Ohio. His mother had moved to the Atlanta, GA area and my mother had passed away five years previously.

We still had some kin around – cousins and such – but it was time for us to move on to become adults.

We attended a small church there – which hosted “home missionaries” from Alaska often. One of them sold us – hook, line and sinker – on Alaska. He always brought gorgeous pictures of scenery, including shots of water, mountains, fishing, wildlife . . . ALASKA with all capital letters.

We knew it was the right move to make when we were able to sell our moderately large home,all of the furnishings and two vehicles with little to no advertising . . . in TWO WEEKS!

It was a GOD thang!

A job as winter caretakers for a Kenai fish packing company was arranged for hubby by the missionary pastor. Hubby was hired over the phone without an in-person meeting. The owner even purchased hubby’s airplane ticket because we hadn’t closed on the Columbus house yet and had no money.
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