The second ¡Olé! award goes to….drum roll please…. Mango Musings for “Deep Flight”. Click on the poem name to see the post. I like how the poem builds, using creative imagery to give the words power and substance. My favorite line is, “Heed tales told by your soles,” which makes us think of “souls” as […]
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Duck the Crane Coming Your Way
On our Sunday afternoon paddle last weekend, we saw many feathered friends. Dragonflies were on the prowl, although winged not feathered. Ducks were swimming leisurely, confident in their aquatic universe. We’d spotted a side pond a bit south of the boat rental after our previous excursion. This time we three paddled determinedly for the spot, […]
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Your Post Merits An Olé!
The ¡Olé! A standing ovation for an excellent post.¡Olé¡ is the encouragement audiences give Flamenco dancers in Spain.Blogging content that merits such fanfare has outstanding writing, art and photos. They are posts that uplift and educate us; poems and art that nurture the spirit. How to participate: When you receive an ¡Olé! you may post […]
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Every week I find a post that makes me hear castanets and palmadas clapping, Could be a breathtaking photo, a haunting poem, a hilarious story, or a book review that makes me want to contact the library immediately to put it on hold. When I read the article or see the art, I want to […]
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Lost Metropolis of the Wichita Nation
The ancient city of Etzanoa found near Arkansas City, Kansas by Dr. Donald Blakeslee is under excavation since 2016. Last month a drone using a broad range of technologies mapped and confirmed the site of two thousand dwellings and a ceremonial center that Spanish conquistador Francisco Vázquez de Coronado saw in 1541. Each house would […]
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Under Maidens Bower for a Kiss
“…And the days dwindle down to a precious fewSeptember, November,And these few precious days, I’ll spend with youThese precious days, I’ll spend with you.” –”Knickerbocker Holiday” (1938) Music: Kurt Weill / Lyrics: Maxwell Anderson In the days of front porch visits to court your love interest, Maiden’s Bower was grown on the Western side to block out the strong afternoon sun. […]
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