Tag Archives: imagination

Thursday’s Doors ~ book box, part 2

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This book box is one of many

independent, fun borrowing 

stations located around our 

small town of Delaware, Ohio.

I’m sure there are some many

places across the country. I’m

not sure of their names or if

there is a movement or 

trend, when it started

and where it began?

Maybe there is a 

website or a founder

who came up with this

concept which is meaningful.

Books connect us and were our

first places to inform us of 

imaginary worlds, taking 

us across oceans and

into homes, museums

and so much more!

Fill in some blanks,

if you know more about

this borrowing book box!

Here’s a much appreciated man,

Norm Frampton, 

http://miscellaneousmusingsofamiddleagedmind.wordpress.com

Go to Norm’s blog which has 

blue frog links to other 

diverse doors, 

ones close to you 

or far away! 

🌍 * 🌐 * 🌎 * 🌐 * 🌏

Thursday’s Doors ~ the little door “tale”

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I asked the three cousins

 whose names begin with M

Micah, Makyah and Marley,

(Boy: age 8- Girl: age 6 – Girl: age 8 1/2)

“Who could live in this wee, tiny home?”

Right away, quick as a wink:

Micah thinks the person is, “an elf

who likes to play with Legos.”

Next, a thoughtful answer:

Makyah says, “It’s a girl bear who 

isn’t very old, maybe six years old?”

(This happens to be her own age.)

We kept on walking in silence,

to the brand new playground at

back of St. Mary’s Catholic Church.

Marley is the oldest, going to be nine 

years old in November, said as she 

was swinging high as she could,

“I need time to think!”

She’s quite the dramatic queen

who will occasionally set the scene.

We sat down at the picnic table

while I passed cookies out.

Ready for a story?

As told by Marley:

“Once upon a time

there were two little people.

A little man and a little, old woman.

They lived in back of a big, brick

house, with a tiny door.

There was a ringing doorbell. 

They had a bird named Camille.

The bird always copied what they said.

Camille liked visiting other birds.

They were free, she was not.

The wild birds liked to play in the

big tree with Camille. She liked 

to copy what they sang. One

day she found a paper and

it was a map to the pet store.

She thought she would like to 

visit her old friends in their cages.

The little lady and little old man

couldn’t find their bird, Camille.

They started putting up papers 

saying, “Lost bird. We are 

looking for an orange and pink bird.”

They gave their address on the paper.

Camille saw the keys to the cage 

to her friends and she unlocked 

their cages. She let the birds out.

She brought the birds back to her

house where she lived. Her owners

came home and saw all the birds.

They started laughing! 

The free birds liked their

new home which always kept

their windows and doors

Open. . . .

and they lived 

happily ever after!”

by Marley Jazmine C.

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This is part of a community of

crazy door chasers who like 

history, colorful, and 

eye-catching doors.

Thursday Doors

are rounded up on

Norm Frampton’s blog:

http://miscellaneousmusingsofamiddleagedmind.wordpress.com

Hope this was a fun fairy tale,

quite a change of pace 

door for you. 🏡

🌠 🌌 Wishing you a

Happily ever after!🌌 🌠 🏰

Alley rest time

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We were at the time, slightly bored

craving some adventure, while not 

wandering too far from home. Tired

from Mingo swimming pool, yet not

dark enough to go inside and quit.

We headed the new way to St Mary’s,

where the whole playground changed.

Water bottles ready for hydrating,

feet nearly ready to set off for a hike.

Fingerprint clouds

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Many people think of clouds,

look at them and are in awe of their

vast displays of colors, varieties

and ever changing “moods.”

I almost called this, “Fractured.”

Mainly, since there are so many

uniquely different ways to “see” clouds.

Do you see smudged fingerprint clouds?

There are friends who saw feathers.

What mood do these clouds evoke?

How can you interpret the ways

nature changes us?

I feel we also change nature,

mostly negatively. Our

impact on Nature is

an unmistakable

Human imprint.

Pauline wrote and illustrated a recent

post where she demonstrated the

Earth, a place we need to be

more responsible with

than we truly are:

Please look for

her artistic

rendition

of an Eye

on Earth:

http://paulinekingblog.wordpress.com