Monday, July 20, 2020

Monday WRites 255


[Today'mosaic: smiles and mashed potatoes]

He loves me, he loves me not. That was now her frequent pastime. Plucking fragile petals off her garden daises. Was this what love and trust had come to? A classic determination of personal enquiry?
Weather permitting, she would see him later on this evening, one more time before he set sail to the vast blue yonder.
Turning her face skyward, she sighed. A red moon rides on the humps of the low river hills. She shifted her gaze. At her feet her litter of daisy flowers looked sad, scattered, torn apart for no other reason but insecurity. Oh well she might as well start peeling those potatoes for tonight's late supper.
© gillena cox 2020
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You've heard about the Monday Blues well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or
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Blog hopping today with

Mosaic Monday
# 89: A-campin' We Did Go

AND


Jazzing it up on Prosery Monday
Prompted by Lillian to include the line a red moon rides on the humps of the low river hills
from Jazz Fantasia by Carl Sandberg


REVISIT
20 JuLY 2016
20JuLY 2015
we are on Camp


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55 comments:

  1. MaggieJuly 20, 2020 at 8:43 AM

    Lovely smiley mosaic today, why the mashed potatoes though I wonder? I am intrigues!
    Happy MM.

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  2. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 10:43 AM

    Mashed potatoes - more reason to smile Maggie. Happy you dropped by

    much😊love

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  3. ~Lavender Dreamer~July 20, 2020 at 11:00 AM

    We all smile for mashed potatoes! heehee! Happy Monday!

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  4. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 12:25 PM

    Thanks for dropping by Diane

    Much😊love

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  5. EricaStaJuly 20, 2020 at 12:28 PM

    A Smiley is always a good idea, Gillena. I like your mosaic. The mashed potetoes remains a mystery. Did to eat them today? Stay healthy and well, dear blogfriend.

    Happy MosaicMonday

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 2:25 PM

      Glad i sparked your intetest. The smiles are new July images i just threw in the old photo of mashed potatoes as a bit of mischief

      Much😊love

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  6. TomJuly 20, 2020 at 12:40 PM

    ...EVERY day should be a smile day!!! Keep smiling my friend.

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  7. DawnJuly 20, 2020 at 1:15 PM

    I love mashed potatoes and it looks like shopping bags.
    Dawn aka Spatulas On Parade

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  8. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 2:26 PM

    Glad you dropped by Dawn

    Much😊love

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  9. Kim M. RussellJuly 20, 2020 at 4:16 PM

    What a shift from the romance of ‘He loves me, he loves me not’ and picking daisy petals to peeling the potatoes for a late supper! Back to earth with a bump!

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 4:39 PM

      Thank you for your appreciation Kim

      Much✏love

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  10. lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.comJuly 20, 2020 at 4:17 PM

    Interesting to think about that pile of plucked daisy petals as a sign of insecurities!

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 4:39 PM

      Thank you for your appreciation Lillian

      Much✏love

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  11. Revived WriterJuly 20, 2020 at 4:21 PM

    I like the story and the collage.

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  12. Glenn ButtkusJuly 20, 2020 at 4:31 PM

    For me, it is the red moon that signals the shift from whimsical to harsh and mundane.I do love me some mashed tatters though.

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 4:42 PM

      😊thanks for your appreciation Glenn

      Much✏love

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  13. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 4:41 PM

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  14. Dwight L. RothJuly 20, 2020 at 5:12 PM

    Great use of the prompt!
    Love this...

    At her feet her litter of daisy flowers looked sad, scattered, torn apart for no other reason but insecurity

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 6:33 PM

      Thanks for your appreciation Dwight

      Much✏love

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  15. UnknownJuly 20, 2020 at 5:12 PM

    Such an intimate portrait is conveyed here, Gillena. So lifelike I can see her and the scene in my mind.
    Jade Li at tao-talk.com

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 6:34 PM

      Thanks for your appreciation Jade

      Much✏love

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  16. indybevJuly 20, 2020 at 5:29 PM

    I'm smiling because I had to go back and re-read to understand why everyone expected the potatoes to be mashed. Here I had a taste for crispy fried ones!! Great write!

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  17. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 6:34 PM

    😊thanks for your appreciation Bev

    Much✏love

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  18. LucyJuly 20, 2020 at 7:59 PM

    Love this! The imagery and symbolism is very interesting.

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  19. Gillena CoxJuly 20, 2020 at 8:04 PM

    Yhanks for your appreciation Lucy

    Much✏love

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  20. Sallie (FullTime-Life)July 20, 2020 at 9:16 PM

    No matter what is going on in our life, we still need to put dinner on the table!

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 21, 2020 at 7:13 AM

      Thank you for your appreciation Sallie

      Much😊love

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  21. AngieJuly 21, 2020 at 1:14 AM

    Gillena - a truly wonderful piece of prose. I think all of us can relate to what you describe! Thanks for linking to Mosaic Monday!

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  22. Gillena CoxJuly 21, 2020 at 7:13 AM

    Thank you for dropping by Angie

    Much😊love

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  23. Merril D. SmithJuly 21, 2020 at 8:16 AM

    It sounds like she's in a rut, but I hope it's just temporary. I hope she either knows he loves her, or she moves on.

    I do love mashed potatoes though! 😀

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    1. Gillena CoxJuly 21, 2020 at 9:34 AM

      Thanks for your appreciation Merril

      Much✏love

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  24. eileeninmdJuly 21, 2020 at 8:45 AM

    Hello,

    Love the cute and fun mosaic. Mashed potatoes are my hubby's favorite, he is making some for tonight's dinner. Take care, stay safe! Have a great day and week ahead.

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  25. SuzyJuly 21, 2020 at 9:04 AM

    I'm so glad that we don't have to rely on a petal count to determine someone's love for us! Have a good week♥

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  26. Gillena CoxJuly 21, 2020 at 9:36 AM

    Happy you dropped by Suzy

    Much😊love

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  27. Mrityunjay DixitJuly 21, 2020 at 9:52 AM

    So wonderfully done! The prompt is weaved into the prose seamlessly. Bravo!

    Take care
    Jay

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  28. Gillena CoxJuly 21, 2020 at 12:12 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Jay

    Much✏love

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  29. DaleJuly 21, 2020 at 1:53 PM

    That little bit of whimsy of plucking the petals off the daisy... as if it could truly determine an other's love. And yet, we've all done it, haven't we?
    Like the switch from daydreaming to reality... maybe one day the two will meet?

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  30. Gillena CoxJuly 21, 2020 at 3:39 PM

    Thanks for your appreciation Dale

    Much✏love

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  31. Debi SwimJuly 21, 2020 at 4:20 PM

    She's a romantic with a sensible streak

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  32. Ken / rivrvlogrJuly 21, 2020 at 5:16 PM

    Perhaps the answer lies beyond those hills, rather than out to sea.

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  33. NatureFootstepJuly 21, 2020 at 5:29 PM

    lol, I love that bag with a smiley in it. First thing I saw and it made me smile too.
    Take care!

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  34. kaykualaJuly 22, 2020 at 7:03 AM

    At her feet her litter of daisy flowers looked sad,
    scattered, torn apart for no other reason but insecurity.

    Living things undoubtedly can find their own way of expression. We belief it so but many may not realize it. Good write Gillena!

    Hank

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  35. Frank J. TassoneJuly 22, 2020 at 9:42 AM

    I remember girls from my elementary school days that played the "love me/love me not" game with petals. A bittersweet tale, indeed! Lovely!

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  36. Gillena CoxJuly 23, 2020 at 11:08 AM

    Thanks for your appreciation Frank

    Much✏love

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  37. Su-sieee! MacJuly 23, 2020 at 8:48 PM

    Cool story, Gillena. I hope the character works her way out of insecurity.

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  38. ~Lavender Dreamer~July 25, 2020 at 10:59 AM

    I'm stopping back by to tell you we are watching the weather and hoping you are ok and the storm is not bad. Let us know how you are my friend! You are in my prayers. Hugs, Diane

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  39. Gillena CoxJuly 25, 2020 at 12:15 PM

    Diane thank you for dropping by here in Trinidad and Tobago, it is raining constantly, we had some thunder-y weather also but the storm has so far been kind enough to stay away

    Much💙💜💖💛💚love

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