41 is Coming

 

In the Bible, it rained for 40 days and 40 nights.

Day 41 came, and the rain stopped.

Moses committed murder & hid in the desert for 40 years.

Year 41 came, and God called him to help rescue Israel.

Moses went up on the mountain for 40 days.

On day 41, he received the Ten Commandments.

The Israelites wandered in the wilderness for 40 years.

Year 41, they walked into the Promised Land.

Goliath taunted Israel for 40 days.

Day 41 came, and David slew him.

Jonah preached a message of repentance to Ninevah for 40 days.

On day 41, God stopped His plan to destroy them.

Jesus fasted and was tempted for 40 days.

Day 41, and the devil fled.

After His resurrection, Jesus appeared to His disciples for 40 days.

On day 41, He ascended into Heaven.

All this to say...don't quit. The rain will stop, the giant will fall, and you will enter your "promised land." Don't give up at 40.

41 is coming.

Orange is a New Black: Poem

 Orange is a New Black: Poem

There is a fashion statement

Like an Autumn anthem

That states that orange

Is a new black of rage

And natures' substitute of colors' badge.

Pumpkins are orange

Of all sizes and range.

Peaches, carrots, and Orange Bowl -

Also, the tangerine and mandarin ball

So yummy in fall.

The garbage truckers' vest

To collect waste

Also, is orange and bright,

And has some neon safety light.

Fall is a time to mingle and taste,

To dress and embrace 

The new season's fashion anthem

Of Autumn that states that orange

Is the new black.

It is a media fact.

Beautiful orange perennials

Bright and shiny smile in valleys.

Orange squirrels and lions,

Together with orange foxes

And fluxes  

Make orange a new black

And there is no way to go back.

Tomshinsky@2024

Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit!

 It's the first of November, and that means it's time to say...

"Rabbit, Rabbit, Rabbit!"

This tradition, believed to have originated in the UK, is more than just a quirky superstition. Folklore suggests that by uttering these words first thing in the morning on the first of the month, we invite good fortune into our lives. The idea is rooted in the belief that rabbits, with their quick reflexes and keen senses, symbolize protection and vigilance—qualities that bring safety and prosperity.

Some say "Rabbits, Rabbits, Rabbits" or "White Rabbit, White Rabbit, White Rabbit," while others follow it with "Pinch, punch, first of the month, white rabbit!" Each variation carries the same intent: to ward off negativity and welcome a month filled with positive energy.

In my family, this tradition is a cherished way to start fresh—a small ritual that connects us to something greater and brings a renewed sense of hope.

So, here's to a month filled with good luck for one and all.

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November’s whispers of remembrance carry the echoes of stories never to be forgotten

Tara Shannon

The Owl and the Pussycat: Poem

 

"The Owl and the Pussycat:" Poem

The Owl and the Pussycat went to sea

In a beautiful pea-green boat,

They took some honey, and plenty of money,

Wrapped up in a five-pound note.

The Owl looked up to the stars above,

And sang to a small guitar,

"O lovely Pussy! O Pussy, my love,

What a beautiful Pussy you are,

You are,

You are!

What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

II

Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!

How charmingly sweet you sing!

O let us be married! too long we have tarried:

But what shall we do for a ring?"

They sailed away, for a year and a day,

To the land where the Bong-Tree grows

And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood

With a ring at the end of his nose,

His nose,

His nose,

With a ring at the end of his nose.

III

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling

Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."

So, they took it away, and were married next day

By the Turkey who lives on the hill.

They dined on mince, and slices of quince,

Which they ate with a runcible spoon.

And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,

They danced by the light of the moon,

The moon,

The moon,

They danced by the light of the moon.

poem by Edward Lear

Artist Gail Stirling Robertson

Hello, November!: Poem

 

"Hello, November!" Poem

Hello, November!

The feet are walking on red and amber

As autumn's last dance

Covers the road, benches, and fence.

The beginning of Autumn's grand finale

It is like entire life vitae.

The weather in November

Always try the winter faze enter

To clean the road for December.

Speak only kindness

Expect nothing, or less,

And give thanks with grace.

Act out of the goodness,

And see kindness in others.

Tomshinsky@2024

Halloween Glow: Poem

 Halloween Glow: Poem

Today, I was on the cloud nine

Right as rain, and it is perfectly fine

To have to believe in magic 

To find it, to avoid tragic.

It is time to leave, according to the code.

Let's hit the road.

What for? -

To follow the happy law.

I want to know more,

Everything to the core.

What for? -

I want to grow.

In this case, I will count till four 

Until you will soar.

My dear, you were born to glow!

Tomshinsky@2024

Bread in 10 Minutes!

 Bread in 10 minutes! No oven! This is the tastiest thing I've ever eaten! Anyone can do it.

Ingredients:

For the Bread:

4 cups (480g) of flour

1 cup (220g) of yogurt

1 cup (200ml) of water

1 packet (10g) of baking powder

1 teaspoon (8g) of salt

1 tablespoon (10ml) of vegetable oil