9/11/18

I’ve not written in a few days, not by design, but because I have my major project for class due this week. However, because of today’s date, I felt compelled to say this.

I was in Latrobe, Pennsylvania in 2001.

The small aircraft that nearly collided with Flight 93 was routed to the airport down the street from my house.

Flight 93 went down approximately 30 miles from me, as well.

No, I have not visited the memorials.

No, I don’t know any of the families.

No, I haven’t made a pilgrimage to D.C. or NYC to commemorate the day.

What I have done is:

Educate myself with what information I could find.

I continue to share the events of the day from my perspective attempting to understand how attacking citizens can be considered honorable.

I support our troops and the troops of our allies to the best of my ability.

I have researched how to make the homecoming transition more effective and though it may not be enough … EVER … I thank you for the life I have with all my being.

I, as long as I live, and as long as I teach, will never let the memory of the day fade. Nor will I let the lives of those lost – some researched and nearly memorized, some unknown just yet – but I will never allow the day lose it’s importance.

May your Patriot Day have the value deserved.

Good morning, good night wherever you are!

Kath

The Will of a Common Housefly

The Will of a Common Housefly

 

I of sound wing and happy hops

do declare that I am of sound wing and happy hops.

From person, to creature, to pile of poo,

I am happy to share with you.

Not a drop of hatred do I bear,

though the need to be with you is there.

 

I of sound wing and happy hops

do declare that I am of sound wing and happy hops.

A light, oh my, I do declare

a most definite signal of human air.

How I love to buzz around,

and drive you to a favorite game.

 

Tangle in the hair,

take a jaunt along your feet, what a pair.

A momentary hug has arose

as I land upon your pert nose.

 

Swat at me

Bat at me.

Beat me to a pulp.

I will never die,

and that is not a lie!

 

My young will come for you,

And drive you totally nuts.

In much the same way

as I made you bay.

Howl.

Cry “Tarnation!”

Oh, how I love that declaration!

 

I of sound wing and happy hops

do declare that I am of sound wing and happy hops.

Oh… but I love you,

as only special friends do.

Oh, how I dare to

continue to fly ‘round you.

 

Cerridwyn Nora Bryant – Borealveldt Creative Writing

For

Ms. Haley Tsitra Ainsley Klass or H.T.A.K. (Kath)                                     9/2/18

A Birthday Like Few Others…

Well THAT’s a lie.

It is quite the same.

Peaceful, at home, and playing with my crafts… writing first then painting …

And now the point… I wrote a poem for a character…

based on the insanity that is dealing with FLIES!

Yep. You heard me right.. write… hah! Wanted so bad to spell it wrong but my grammar geek couldn’t hack it…

Ok.. without further ado… I shall share with you…

Dear God… once i start rhyming it takes forever to stop…oy…

But it will be in a separate post.

Good morning good night wherever you are!

Kath

And I have a new character…

I found a way to link the good guys to an ever-watchful nemesis which will help make the transition away from our world to the land of Borealveldt. In doing so I added a cat to the mix and chose a very specific breed to express the attitude I intend to share through its actions.

Ever hear of a Devon Rex? I probably have, but I wasn’t thinking of using one as a character at the time, and the name didn’t stick… but you should see it… so you shall…

Straight from the presses at Google search…. here is a sample of the creature in question.

Devon Rex

Looks a little like Yoda with major attitude if you catch the right expression… in my opinion that is… and it is.

Now, for the perfect name to choose. I already have an idea how the end will play out, as usual, but the perfect name to get us from a-z and not give it all away … oh … this afternoon shall be fun…

Hope you are playing with your imagination today!

Good morning, good night wherever you are… and if you have an idea about how to send the flies to their winged heaven quickly please do share… oy but they drive me batty….

 

Kath

And it has begun again…

Week one of the near school year has been survived by all. I had little doubt of that, but my time has been extended with the kinder folks and I am used to teaching older students, so that is huge. To me it is, anyway.

The rewriting process has continued daily along with my individual homework, but wow… I have added new pieces. They will, at least temporarily, fill in some major gaps in the story, but whether htey fly with the tale or need rewritten again, I am not sure. But I am still writing…

My mind is quite off task at the moment too with a bazillion flies buzzing round my head so … I am going to take my leave for now.

Hope you had a good week… no… GREAT week.

Good morning, good night wherever you are!

Kath

Borrowing Ideas from Myself…

In this case, each sample of photography is a photo I took myself, and posted on Pinterest.

 

The one thing that I keep coming back to, is borrowing ideas.

I borrow from the best.

Find a special moment, or a lucky find… (see that… up there… its a Siamese budded flower)…

and through it all, a little peace shall come to pass.

Hope you have a fantastic week!

Good morning, good night wherever you are!

Kath

Little Moments…

Small pieces of time.

That have significant consequences…

… or maybe that should be…

positive results.

Find them.

Recognize them.

Take hold and treasure each and every one.

We are but pieces of the big picture.

Go with it…

… and make the world yours!

Good morning, good night wherever you are.

Kath