The Weekly Shop

Peter's pondering

It’s a while since I took part in the Weekly Prompts Wednesday Challenge, co-hosted by GC and SueW. You can find the rules here if you wish to have a go.

The prompt this week is Carts, and GC’s introduction mentioned shopping carts which, of course, everyone knows, are really called shopping trolleys! Thus my entry is all about me wandering around doing the weekly shop, with mind in neutral.

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I dream the dreams of youthful folly

whilst pushing round my shopping trolley

My mind unfocused, wandering free

Oh, just a sec, I need some tea

What was the name of that tall lass

who cut her knee on broken glass?

Was it Sarah?Sally?Sue?

Tonight, I think I’ll make a stew

And who was that who punched my nose?

I stamped his foot and broke his toes

Ah, pasta? Should I buy this week?

I must phone Joe, we…

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A Treasured Reminder

My dad took this picture of me way back in 1937. I was 8 weeks old. It’s my dad’s handwriting on the back that means so much to me.

Me (Janet) at 8 weeks
Dad’s Handwriting. Janet Willis Miller, 8 weeks old, February 6, 1937. (Apologies for it being upside down)

R.I.P. Jim Hayes, 1946-2022

Wickersham's Conscience

WC first met Jim Hayes on a basketball court. Hayes was the starting center for the Lathrop Malemutes; WC was a very skinny Junior Varsity player, just a few weeks away from washing out of even the JV team, and gave away some 60-70 pounds and six inches to Hayes, who was a mass of muscle. It was a pickup game. Hayes blocked WC’s first two jumpers, and had a soft, right-handed hook shot that was all but unstoppable. The one time WC was able to get a charging call, Hayes’ momentum knocked WC halfway across the court. Hayes came over and helped WC up, asking if everything was all right. He was that kind of guy.

Hayes led the Malemutes to the state championship game, losing to Ketchikan in overtime. An absolute gentleman, he made a point of shaking the hand and congratulating each member of the K-High team.

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High in the Sky

Here it is 5:20 p.m. and the sun is shining high in the sky. In fact it seems incredibly high for this time of day. Well it is almost the solstice so what do I expect? We have had so little amount of sunshine this month – I’ll take any little bit we get. What a dull Spring we have had.. No need to pack away our winter clothes!.

I have just finished reading Gone With the Wind. A reread from 60 years ago. It was wonderful. I recommend it highly. But with all this talk of Civil Rights and Integration and Busing and Discrimination and Immigration etc etc etc, our country’s history is vey short in the grand scheme of things. But the way we’re destroying the planet, there won’t be anything left for our grandchildren or great grandchildren to fuss about.

A simple image – a postcard of a woman sitting on her front steps, with a cat on her lap – early 1900’s?

PICTURESQUE

Peter's pondering

This is in response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt #264 where the given word is PICTURESQUE and the word count is 54.

I apologise, in advance, to Northern Ireland, Scotland, and Wales!

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Picture the many aesthetic

Ideals that adorn our beautiful country

Charming villages with thatched cottages

Tantalising vistas just out of reach

Urban fox cubs playing on deserted streets at dawn

Rose gardens oozing perfume and colour

Endless rolling hills, some tree covered

Seaside walks with waves lapping over tiny toes

Quintessentially and

Uniquely

English

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Josiah Converse Miller Civil War Veteran Feb 7, 1840-Jan 28, 1918 Part 1

Thank you for this very personal account.

A Picture and 1000 Words

A treasured historical Civil War Pic of Josiah Miller (reprint) taken at San Antonio, Texas signed on back J.C. Miller Co I 4 WC

Josiah rolled over in his grave. Within the Capitol of the United States of America, rioters marched, waving a large Confederate flag, a symbol with the white supremacist movement and originally created when 11 states seceded from the union following the election of Abraham Lincoln. Another group of people climbed up the scaffolding to the second floor where an American flag was hung. One tore down the Stars and Stripes, threw it to the ground, inciting cheers and applause and attempted to replace it with a Trump flag. The Trump flag has a blue stripe through it which divides the nation into “us and them” and seditionists chanted, “one nation under Trump.”

Josiah had learned the Pledge of Allegiance in 1892, “I pledge allegiance to my…

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Great Grandpa Josiah, Did You Know?

Fascinating. I am rereading Gone With the Wind to refresh my memory of this account of Civil War history.

A Picture and 1000 Words

The official holiday is called Juneteenth in the United States. The people of Galveston did not know they were free and found out two years after the original date of proclamation, on January 1, 1863, in the midst of the Civil War. Emancipation Day is a holiday celebrated to remember the end of slavery. Three million slaves living in the Confederate states were freed by Abraham Lincoln’s proclamation, however, two more years would pass, before the news reached African Americans living in Texas. It was only as Union soldiers arrived in Galveston, Texas, on June 19, 1865, the state’s residents learned that slavery had been abolished.

Confederate citizens no longer recognized Lincoln’s authority. Southern slaveholders, felt no obligation to follow Lincoln’s orders. The war was fought until force and the intervention from Union forces, brought about the Civil War’s conclusion.

Josiah C. Miller had fought for the Union during the…

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A New TV

Joy of joys – we have a new TV. The only problem is I don’t really know how to navigate it. I can still get Channel 9, barely. I am not a fast learner re this new fangled technology. And it seems to be constantly changing just to keep us “oldies” in the dark ages.

Having a drink in Kruger (photo from my blogging friend Anne)