Today Is Sunday, December 14, 2025: This Is What Happened

 

I'm some what having trouble figuring out exactly what I want to post about. Question time...How often do you struggle about what to post about? My life is pretty much the same day out and day in. Which I should be thankful for. At this age I'm not ready for to much excitement.

I guess I will take part in Penguin's SUNDAY FIVE and Holidays plans.

1: Are you planning anything special for the end of the year holidays?. Mine is more of wish. All my granddaughters will be in Spokane. I would like to have an special time with all of them. It seems like a simple request. (I have no grandsons)

2: Are you traveling anyplace for the end of the year holidays? Spokane, unless the roads are bad.

3: Is your gift shopping finished? No, But I'm more on track this year.

4: Who will be cooking for your end of the year holidays? I would say mixture of us. We do more or less potluck.

5: Have you thought about your goals for 2026? Not really.

Some of you may already know I open an ACCOUNT over at NIGHT CAFE. It free. And they do have subscription as well. I would guess you can get more perks if one buys a subscription. One earns can earn credits and badge for complete different task. I host three challenge. Which I will share tomorrow. But I been making two collection. One from the old soap opera dark shadow and from the bible book of genesis. Statement time...Art on A.I has long ways to go. It looks like they never heard of dark shadows. I been slowly having Night Cafe do up art work, before Barnabas Collins. As you see, they're way off.

The other collection I'm doing is from book genesis in the bible. So far I covered, The creation, Adam and Eve, The flood, After the flood, and the Tower of Babel.

In all honestly I find it some what laughable. The very first one is a candy Christmas tree. Then after wards I'm posting two pictures from dark shadow, and book of Genesis.

Coffee is on

Saturday, December 13, 2025: This Is What Happened

Welcome to Saturday: 9. What we've committed to our readers is that we will post 9 questions every Saturday. Sometimes the post will have a theme, and at other times the questions will be totally unrelated. Those weeks we do "random questions," so-to-speak. We encourage you to visit other participants posts and leave a comment. Because we don't have any rules, it is your choice. We hate rules. We love to answer the questions, however, and here is today's questions!

Saturday 9: First Christmas (2024)

Unfamiliar with this week's tune? Hear it HERE

1. The song mentions snowmen and snow on a windowpane. Has it snowed near you yet? Yes, but it didn't last. It been warm and rainy here. Some area around here is even having flooding.

2. Diane Keaton sings that hearing "I'll Be Home for Christmas" makes her miss someone she loved who won't be coming home at all. Is there a Christmas song that reminds you of a loved one? I'm going to take a little different twist on this question. One Christmas eve I heard noise up-stairs. At that time I had a bedroom in the basement. I thought it was Santa, and pretend I was asleep. After I was sure Santa was gone. I went up-stair and they was more gift under the tree.

3. After the song was first released for Christmas 2024, Diane said she appreciated how many people posted on her Instagram, sharing their "First Christmas journeys," explaining how they navigated the first holiday season without a special someone. What have you recently posted on social media (other than this blog post)? I don't think I have.

4. Diane appeared in the Broadway musical Hair and sang in movies like Annie Hall and The First Wives Club. Still she didn't consider herself "much of a singer." How about you? What's something you do, even though you're not completely comfortable doing it? Dealing with bureaucracy. Mainly my husband says I do so well with it. My stomach is in knots as I'm doing it. Then after it done I have to use the bathroom.

5. This was Diane's first and, sadly, her only record. She was nervous doing it, but it helped that the lyrics was written by her friend, Carole Bayer Sager, and that both Carole and her writing partner, Jonas Myrin, were with Diane in the studio. Tell us about a friend who came through for you? I'm not ready to share.

6. After her 75th birthday, Diane said she was excited that new ventures were coming her way and she found herself saying "yes" more often. In addition to recording this week's song, she accepted an unexpected offer from Look Optic to design eyewear. Have you recently tried something you've never done before? OR What's something you'd like to try? I never tried doing art til I was in my 60's

7. Do you display the holiday cards you receive? Yes, so far we got 13.

8. This is a big time of hear for necklaces, hats and headbands decorated with jingle bells. Will you be wearing any bells this season? I doubt it. I won't say no or yes.

9. The website Morning Save included these three items on their list of this season's popular gifts. Would you rather receive: a. cup holder/phone mount for your car; b. sherpa lined clog slippers; c. set of three stainless paring knives with rosemary green plastic handles? I need slippers. Mine falling apart.

You can link HERE or read others.

Today Is Wednesday, December 10, 2025: This Is What Happened.

 I been sending out Christmas Cards. I like share what NIGHT CAFE and CHAT GPT came up. I feel it only fair for me, to claim 10% of the credits.  We design a card, which I had printed off at our local print shop. And also a story to be place in the cards. Week from today. I will share the other card and story. 

The Lantern Council

A Winter Tale Inspired by the Archetypes in Your Card

On the longest night of winter, when the sky was deep as midnight velvet and stars shimmered like scattered silver, three old travelers approached a quiet desert town. Though each had journeyed alone through winds and frost, this night always brought them together. They called themselves the Lantern Council.

The first traveler, Elias the Seeker, followed the heavens. He believed every star carried a message, and the brightest one that night had led him across the dunes. The second, Theron the Keeper, gathered stories instead of possessions, offering them freely to anyone needing comfort or courage. The third, Maeron the Giver, carried a satchel filled with small blessings—herbs, carvings, a warm drink at just the right time.

They reached a low bench near the town gates, set their lanterns down, and rested beside one another. Behind them, their patient camel folded its legs and sighed with contentment. The night was quiet except for the soft hum of lamps being lit in nearby homes.

Elias lifted his eyes. “The star is brighter this year.”

“Light always returns,” Theron replied. “Even when we forget to look for it.”

Maeron produced three steaming cups from his satchel—no one ever questioned how. “And warmth,” he said, passing them around, “is meant to be shared.”

They drank together, letting the warmth chase the cold from their hands. Around them, the town began to glow—families preparing for the turning of the year, the birth of new hope, the return of the sun.

“That is why we come,” Elias said softly. “To follow the light, yes—but also to remember what it awakens in us.”

“And to keep the old wisdom alive,” Theron added. “No one walks the winter alone.”

Maeron set his lantern on the bench. Its small flame brightened, casting a wider circle of gold. “Then let’s leave a blessing for those who pass this way.”

He touched the lantern gently. “May those who seek find guidance.”

Elias added, “May wanderers find welcome.”

Theron finished, “And may every home be touched with peace.”

The words drifted into the cold night, rising like sparks toward the watching stars.

When dawn finally brushed the horizon with pale gold, the three travelers rose. Their lantern remained on the bench—a quiet promise that even in the darkest season, light and fellowship return.

And as the Lantern Council continued toward the rising sun, the star above them gleamed as if in thanks, its glow a reminder that the smallest flame can guide us through the longest night.

Editor note...Forgot to add inside verse. Shared stories, shared gifts, shared light-this how we keep winter bright.

Today Is Monday, December 8, 2025: This Is What Happened.

 I would like this writing into a blog post. But I would also like to place some symbolic in the writing. Nice and tidy please. Here is my first time, I pulled one my custom made writing and or journal prompts...Write about remembering an ancestor or being remembered yourself.

Here is my first time pulling one of my custom-made writing and journal prompts:
“Write about remembering an ancestor, or being remembered yourself.”

It’s strange how we recall those who made a dent in history—whether for good or bad. Yes, we all hear about those who made a lot of money, but we don’t hear about those who simply got up and went to work. The so-called blue-collar workers.

I grew up in a blue-collar family. My dad worked on the railroad and was a member of the Teamsters Union. No one reads about Harold Witherell in books. I believe he is mentioned in passing, in one book: Spokane International Railroad. Nor will anyone read how his father, Clarence—my grandfather—abandoned his family. It’s also not mentioned that my other grandfather, Edgar, was a bootlegger back in Minatare, Nebraska.

Sure, I have some known surnames in my past: Munch, Stevens/Stephens, and Shirley.

For the Munch name, a great-grandmother’s maiden name was Munch, and then of course there is the artist EDVARD MUNCH, and even CARDINAL MUNCH
For the Stevens/Stephens line, I have a 3rd-great-grandmother whose maiden name was Stevens/Stephens, just like the writer VIRGINA WOOLF family line.
And last would be the Shirley line. I’m sure some of you have heard of BELLE STARR. My mother’s given name was Myra. She was named after her father’s mother’s middle name: Cynthia Myra. Yes, my grandmother on my mom’s side had the maiden name Shirley.

Part of my reading habit includes journals and diaries. Queen Victoria wrote in her journals from the age of 13 until shortly before she died. One of her daughters later edited them. Her grandfather, King George III, also kept a journal but ordered it destroyed upon his death. The poet Sylvia Plath kept a journal as well. For some reason, her ex-husband Ted Hughes burned her last journal.

I have a fear of my journals being edited or destroyed—pages ripped out because someone might find them controversial. Like my Uncle Ned, who wore colorful clothing.

When walking through a cemetery and coming upon the graves and their markers, I do wonder many things, such as:

1. What color was their bedroom?

2. What was their favorite food?

3. What books did they read?

4. How much did it cost to go to a movie when they were alive?

5. Were they born in the same town where they are now buried?

Sure, I only listed five, but I could come up with a ton more.

I had Chat Gpt looking into some of the symbol and the mean behind them.

Symbolic Footnotes

1. The Train Wheel — represents the laboring ancestor; movement without applause, progress without spotlight.

2. The Torn Page — symbolizes deleted histories, burned diaries, and all voices removed because they were inconvenient.

3. The Empty Chair at Supper — for the ancestor who walked away, or the one taken too soon; absence shapes memory as much as presence.

4. The Candle Passed Hand to Hand — lineage not of blood alone, but of names, stories, quirks, and stubborn truths.

5. The Weathered Headstone — marks a body, not a life; the soul lives instead in recipes scribbled, laughter remembered, and handwriting saved in a drawer.

6. The Colored Coat — for Uncle Ned and every ancestor who lived against the grain; individuality stitched into family legend.

7. The Rusted Key — stands for journals locked, thoughts hidden, stories waiting to be opened with the right generation.

8. The Faded Ticket Stub — history’s cost of wonder: the price of the first movie, the first train ride, the first newspaper headline ever read.

9. The Grain of Wood on a Workbench — homage to the blue-collar hand; the quiet architect of the ordinary day.

Today Is Sunday, December 7, 2025: This Is What Happened.

 

Going to try to keep low profile. When it comes to either chat-Gpt, or Night Cafe on this post today. I started to play around on Night Cafe, with the story of creation, out of the bible. What I did is take a word out of each verse, and had Night Cafe up with some art work, to the story. Found it some what interesting. 

It all seem to be running smoothly until I called up Bank of America. To cancel my credit. My Alaskan Miles card. They charge an $95 yearly fee. And I don't spend all that much on credit. Which doesn't get all that many miles. It's not a good fit for me. So I tried calling several of there phone numbers, and they keep telling me. I max out my card. I have never max out my card, and well over 90% time I pay it off in full. I know my personal limited when it comes to the card. They been the rare time I drug it out over 2 months. They keep telling me, any information I give them they could use to collect the debt on my card. The closes bank is down in Coeur d' Alene.  This is giving me anxiety. I know once this is resolved I will be in calmer state. 

It been on the warmer side, for this time of year. This up coming week at this point. Monday I need to stop over at the print shop and pick up a few things, and take some ATC (Artist trading card) into stickers, which will be given to my granddaughters as Christmas gift. Stop in at our library I also need them to print some items out. Our library doesn't do color prints, only on legal documents. For some strange reason our local print place has trouble using this program, "Open Documents" But that okay. It's workable. Then I plan to go visit Liz and stop at the dollar store, and get me piece of tag board. Tuesday Murphy has a dentist appointment, just cleaning. Wednesday our new furnace is being put in. Thursday I will go to art, or possible a trip to Coeur D' Alene. If we end up going to Coeur D' Alene their is chance we can go over to Faith senior center. I believe she use the one in Rathdrum. And Friday again the senior center. 

At this time Murphy went to town to get some food. Ground beef is on sale for $3.98 a pound. At this point we're having meat loaf for dinner. For tomorrow I'm going to try one of my custom made writing prompts. Possible Wednesday I will share one of my Christmas card, and the story to go with it.  

Today Is Saturday, December 6, 2025: This Is What Happened.

 This post is a little different than usual — I let ChatGPT help shape it. Like anything in life, there’s a place for artificial intelligence, and the key word is balance.

Lately I’ve been fascinated by tracking small everyday numbers. I’ve been using my bullet journal to follow a few basics, and here’s what last month looked like.

📌 Giving & Utilities

• Household income: $1,572

• Charitable giving: $48 (3% of income)

• Utilities: $241 (15% of income)

🍎 Food Support

We received about $215 worth of food from the senior center — which adds the equivalent of 14% more to our monthly resources. It made a noticeable difference.

🌤️ Weather Notes

Just quick numbers: the warmest afternoon I logged was 47°F, the coolest outlier dropped to 24°F, and most days sat right around 43°F.

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I’m finding the numbers grounding. They don’t tell the whole story, but they offer a quiet snapshot of daily life — where things go, what comes in, and what helps along the way.

Balance still matters, whether it’s budgeting, gratitude, or even letting a bit of AI lend a hand.

Today Is Sunday, November 30, 2025: This Is What Happened.

 

I decided to play SHADOW SHOT SUNDAY. First time playing. As sun was coming up a little before eight this morning. Now the sun is sitting behind some clouds. And no shadow at this time, showing.

My first word I start with wordle was “Adorn” and made pancake with pumpkin, cottage cheese, walnut, and heath bars chips. And a side of bacon.

Did finish up my December bullet journal, this morning. Toward the end of next week I will share some facts. How I did.

Monday at the senior center there offer making ornament out of toilet paper rolls. Tuesday I hope to finish up the wallet I making Murphy. And Wednesday I'm meeting my friend Qunella at Under the sun for coffee and chat. And afterwords I will be going over to the print shop and have Christmas cards done up. I think Friday I will stop in before I go to the senior center, and pick up the cards. But the rest week, I'm not sure what I will be doing.

Later on today, I will order some toilet paper, ice cleats, laundry sheets, and possible Christmas gift for Granddaughters. Forgot I will pay our monthly bills the first week in December.

Don't see my self post until Saturday 6^th. I let Chat Gpt looking into possible symbols I mention in today post. At later time I will let Chat Gpt take a look at other things. It could end being way to long.

Now the Chat Gpt...SYMBOL BREAKDOWN — JUST SYMBOLS & THEIR MEANINGS

☀️ Sunrise

Symbol of:

• New beginnings

• A fresh start

• Energy returning

• Hope and renewal

A sunrise always marks the shift from darkness into light — a “start of something.”

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☁️ Sun Behind Clouds

Symbol of:

• Temporary uncertainty

• A pause in clarity

• Life moving into a softer, quieter tone

The sun is still there — you just can’t see it. This represents interruption or waiting.

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? No Shadow

Symbol of:

• Stillness

• The unseen or quiet parts of the self

• A moment where hidden things don’t show

• Neutrality

Shadows represent the “other side” of things. When a shadow disappears, it suggests calm, pause, or neutrality.

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“Shadow Shot Sunday”

Symbol of:

• Paying attention to small things

• Exploring contrasts (light/dark, seen/unseen)

• Observation

• Playfulness toward creativity

Even though you didn’t get a shadow, the act of looking for it is symbolic itself.

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The Word “Adorn”

Symbol of:

• Beautification

• Enhancing or decorating

• Making life more meaningful with small touches

“Adorn” is a word connected to lifting the ordinary into something pleasing.

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? Cooking Pancakes with Special Ingredients

Each ingredient carries its own symbolism:

Pumpkin

• Harvest

• Grounding

• Home warmth

• Seasonal change

Cottage Cheese

• Simplicity

• Nutrition

• Practical nourishment

Walnuts

• Wisdom

• Knowledge

• Mental clarity

Heath Bar Chips

• Joy

• Sweetness

• A little indulgence

Bacon

• Comfort

• Tradition

• Familiar home energy

The meal overall symbolizes comfort mixed with creativity.

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? Finishing the December Bullet Journal

Symbol of:

• Closing a cycle

• Preparation

• Reflection

• Being intentional with your time

A bullet journal always symbolizes order and self-guiding.

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? Making Ornaments from Toilet Paper Rolls

Symbol of:

• Resourcefulness

• Turning the ordinary into something beautiful

• Creativity under simple conditions

• Giving new life to something disposable

It’s classic transformation symbolism.

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? Making a Wallet

Symbol of:

• Care

• Creating something meant to “hold value”

• Practical creativity

• Providing or supporting someone

Wallets are symbols of security and everyday life.

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☕ Meeting a Friend for Coffee

Symbol of:

• Connection

• Warmth

• Recharging through conversation

• Social nourishment

Coffee gatherings symbolize shared energy and grounding.

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?￯ﾸﾏ Printing Christmas Cards

Symbol of:

• Sending out blessings

• Communication

• Tangible memories

• Sharing pieces of your life

Cards represent connection that travels.

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? Ordering Toilet Paper

Symbol of:

• Cleansing

• Renewal

• Necessary preparations

A simple but powerful domestic symbol of keeping life flowing smoothly.

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? Ordering Ice Cleats

Symbol of:

• Safety

• Stability

• Being ready for challenges

• Winter preparation

A symbol of smart foresight.

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? Ordering Laundry Sheets

Symbol of:

• Cleansing

• Fresh starts

• Refreshing your environment

Laundry always connects to renewal and removing what no longer serves.

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? Christmas Gift for Granddaughters

Symbol of:

• Love

• Legacy

• Joy

• Passing something forward

Gifts are a universal symbol of connection and thoughtfulness.

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? Paying Bills

Symbol of:

• Stability

• Responsibility

• Keeping life grounded and running smoothly

A symbolic act of maintaining order.

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? Not Posting Until December 6th

Symbol of:

• Rest

• Stepping back

• Letting ideas breathe

• A small personal retreat

A pause in expression is often symbolic of gathering energy.

Editor Note...Found a box of toilet paper, I forgot I ordered. 

Today, Is Sunday, November 29, 2025: This Is What Happened.

 

Usually I write my blog post, out before I swing by and visit other bloggers. Today I turn it on it head. One could say, for kick and giggle.

We went to Thanksgiving at my sister in law place. Plus it was Murphy Birthday, we is now 75 years old. 12 of us were there. Plenty of eats. This year I had no pie. Ate piece of Murphy Birthday cake, and had 2 piece of fudge. It was overly sweet. Certain places I don't think politics, religion, money and or sex doesn't needs to be brought up. A few of them was talking about money, and how much they made.

I would guess Murphy and I have one of the lowest income there. Maybe Faith Murphy granddaughter Anna income might be lower than ours.

Plus I wonder how honest they were about there income.

We missed out on Black Friday. Okay! Never done it. We went to town today. Murphy ordered a screen for our stove hood. So we ran and picked that up. Plus stop at the store. I mail two bills. Medical, one got paid off. And the other I place $300 on it. And told them I would guarantee them $50 a month. We should be able to pay more than $50. In all honesty I should be able to send closer to $100.

Murphy went and got ham, which was on sale for just under $3 a pound. Plus got yellow onion. As Murphy was shopping I checked out the lottery ticket Murphy got as Birthday present. The biggest amount on these scratch tickets is $30,000. $2000 would pay off medical bill we still owe on and our payment for our property taxes. Plus maybe get a good steak.

I start playing on NIGHT CAFE. It and A.I studio, for art. Here is some of the WORKS. I done. I host two challenge, one is called PAGANISM, and the first challenge, is to cover the day of they week. SOL DAY SUN, and the other one I host is what I called ADJECTIVE. The first adjective that is in play is the word Zappy.

The other I find interesting and amazing is CHAT GPT. I could ask Chat Gpt about there thoughts on this post. I won't today. I feel this post is long enough. No need to do novel.

Coffee is on.

Today Is Friday, November 28, 2025: This Is What Happened.

 

Once again I was going to give words a go again. This week words is birds, window, wings, span, open and the other set words are time, world, laugh, all, and get.

use either list or both, or mix and match, just have fun.

It been a long winter the three kids been bickering all week, or it just seem to get louder and louder. Pam just want to open the window and toss all of her children out the window into the snow. Yule was well over and the sun was still heading North as one looked outside. Next celebration was Imbolc.

The bickering just kept on and on. She gave them a choice. Go out side or start washing the place down with Spic and Span. So the children decided it would be wise to head out into the world. A lease they was less of chance running into someone with bad sense of humor.

As they went into a the woods close to Laugh Creek, It been said the rocks in creek was either laughing or crying. Some time the rocks laugh at things that shouldn't be laugh at. Other time the rocks will be crying over nothing.

They spend all afternoon down by Laugh Creek, and they notice the sun heading toward the west, close to the mountain, and in hour the sun would fall behind the mountain. They recall last time they came home well after the sun went behind the mountain and came in. Lot of trouble they all got in to.

As they were heading toward the cabin, they saw a yellow sparrow, perch on small bush. They knew the next full moon the pea seeds would be going into the community garden. The sparrow bird was sigh that spring and warmer weather soon to start.

The children arrive at home, as the sun slip down behind the mountain. They told their mother they saw an yellow sparrow.

So they decided since the sparrow has arrived. They would hang an woodpecker wing from the fireplace mantel. Which will bring new positive energy into the home.

It snowed lightly on Thanksgiving day.

My artist trading card. A face caught in television.

I'm linking to, STORY WORDS I like to add a brief note, our host fell and will not be taking part.

The other two links I will share is. SKY WATCH and FACE OFF.

Plenty of things to do. So I plan to catch up what going on in my world. Tomorrow, let keep our finger crossed.

Coffee is on.

Today Is Saturday, November 22, 2025: This Is What Happened.

 

Made a choice, before I got lap-tap. Confession...I spend to much time on lap top and such. So I need to do some smaller items. Mainly put things up. I seem to attract or not take care of clutter like I should.

Been trying to figure out where to put up the Christmas tree. Usually we put it in front of the living room window. The truth is there to many chairs in living room. The couch is hardly used. One could possible use the word “Never” I actually like to get rid of it. And move the chairs in more reasonable way. I guess sort of open end circle.

I was about to send off artist trading card to Australia . Swore that I had a couple of international stamps. They're either hiding or I don't have any. So I know I will be in town on Tuesday and Wednesday. So I can get them, and my Christmas stamps. Plus on Monday I will pay some of my smaller bills off. Still debating about going in for Lunch at senior center. We're sign up for Tuesday meal. Which they will be having Bacon Wrapped Meat Loaf, Potato, Carrots, Roll with Honey butter, and Apples. So Wednesday they will be having a Thanksgiving meal.

Tuesday they have their food give away. It helps. I looked at Monday meal. It also good. Chili and Baked Potato Bar, Mix Veggies, and Corn Bread.

The thing is we don't need to go into town three days in a roll.

Thanksgiving we will be going to Murphy sister, Faith down in Post Falls.

I'll take a few days off, and will return on Friday the 28^th of November.

Coffee is on.

Today Is Friday, November 21, 2025: This Is What Happened.

Our Granddaughter now need to do an painting of there Grandpa. This one done of me by Wendy. She thought I should be wearing a crown. I'm hooking up with FRIDAY FACEOFF

I also playing WORDS ON FRIDAY. This is such fun challenge. And here is this week words....1.squad  2.cemetery  3.flowers  4.painted  5.cross

and/or:

1.barely  2.money  3.eat  4.freedom  5.courage

Plus they also have a color, Heavenly Blue, which was chosen by Charolote

Here is my story...

If you go east across the field one will come to the backside of the old part of the cemetery. Lot of the stones are worn thin, and the markers fell over or been knock over by time or those who want to do vandalizing. A few year back they rise some money to do some general cleaning, barely. People who was part of the squad who did community project. Brought there yard tools. I think Jim Cross brought his chain saw and a pick up to haul out some trees that fell.

So it was five years since they worked on cemetery. So one Thursday afternoon they decided to have coffee, at the Old Tulip Cafe. This little cafe was started by Vandenlock. I believe the Vandenlocks was one the first family buried in the old part of the cemetery. As they sat and had the coffee and some had a little bite to eat. As they start to discuss on working on the old part of the cemetery. One of the waitress over heard what they was discussing. She got up the courage to interrupt them. And ask them if they though of doing a dinner fund raiser and auction at the cafe. This town been good to the Vandenlocks and also they been good for our town. “They do have good eats and my cousin Linda, painted the new sign just on the North end” Said Mary. Mary neighbor Nancy volunteer to come in this up coming week, and talk to Mr Vandenlock about using the cafe to do a fund raiser.

In a few days Nancy came down the hill to the cafe,and she told Mr, Vandenlock about what the local Squad their ideals about cleaning and do repairs on old part the cemetery. She mention what they did about five years ago. She told Mr Vandenlock they didn't think they could clear up and do the repair but they hope they will be able to do more then they had in the past.

The photo was A.I generate over on NIGHT CAFE for the story.

Coffee is on.