[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
eg the rite of afternoon tea). Welcome to Monday WRites #255: A Happy Monday to all ❧✿❧
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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
Lovely smiley mosaic today, why the mashed potatoes though I wonder? I am intrigues!
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Mashed potatoes - more reason to smile Maggie. Happy you dropped by
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We all smile for mashed potatoes! heehee! Happy Monday!
ReplyDeleteThanks for dropping by Diane
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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.
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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
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...EVERY day should be a smile day!!! Keep smiling my friend.
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by Tom
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I love mashed potatoes and it looks like shopping bags.
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Glad you dropped by Dawn
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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!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Kim
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Interesting to think about that pile of plucked daisy petals as a sign of insecurities!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Lillian
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I like the story and the collage.
ReplyDeleteHappy you dropped by Anesha
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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.
ReplyDelete😊thanks for your appreciation Glenn
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ReplyDeleteGreat use of the prompt!
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At her feet her litter of daisy flowers looked sad, scattered, torn apart for no other reason but insecurity
Thanks for your appreciation Dwight
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Such an intimate portrait is conveyed here, Gillena. So lifelike I can see her and the scene in my mind.
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Thanks for your appreciation Jade
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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!
ReplyDelete😊thanks for your appreciation Bev
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Love this! The imagery and symbolism is very interesting.
ReplyDeleteYhanks for your appreciation Lucy
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No matter what is going on in our life, we still need to put dinner on the table!
ReplyDeleteThank you for your appreciation Sallie
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Gillena - a truly wonderful piece of prose. I think all of us can relate to what you describe! Thanks for linking to Mosaic Monday!
ReplyDeleteThank you for dropping by Angie
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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.
ReplyDeleteI do love mashed potatoes though! 😀
Thanks for your appreciation Merril
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Hello,
ReplyDeleteLove 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.
Happy you dropped by Eileen
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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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So wonderfully done! The prompt is weaved into the prose seamlessly. Bravo!
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Jay
Thanks for your appreciation Jay
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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?
ReplyDeleteLike the switch from daydreaming to reality... maybe one day the two will meet?
Thanks for your appreciation Dale
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She's a romantic with a sensible streak
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation DeBI
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Perhaps the answer lies beyond those hills, rather than out to sea.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your appreciation Ken
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lol, I love that bag with a smiley in it. First thing I saw and it made me smile too.
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Glad you dropped by Monica
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At her feet her litter of daisy flowers looked sad,
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Living things undoubtedly can find their own way of expression. We belief it so but many may not realize it. Good write Gillena!
Hank
Thanks for your appreciation Hank
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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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Cool story, Gillena. I hope the character works her way out of insecurity.
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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
ReplyDeleteDiane 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
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