Steve`s Country
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Saturday’s Fun!
Greetings to everyone on this another beautiful spring morning! I have received several awards lately that I haven’t done yet, my apologies to everyone for getting so far behind! So now I will begin to change that, and I will do them in the order they were received. By the way, I truly do appreciate being nominated for these awards and love to do them as well. It’s an interesting way to learn more about the person behind the blog. So, for this first one, The Versatile Blogger Award, I was nominated by Huguette over at https://huguetteantoun.com , she is a great blogger and has a wonderful blog. She doesn’t mind talking straight, unlike most people who just kind of tiptoe around things. If you haven’t been to her blog, please check it out. Thank you Huguette for this nomination, I do appreciate it, even though I might be a bit slow.
The Versatile Blogger Award was created to celebrate blogs who have unique content, strong writing, and beautiful images or photographs.
Here are the rules for this award:
- Thank the person who nominated you.
- Link to the blog of the person who nominated you.
- State 7 facts about yourself.
- Nominate other bloggers who bring joy into your daily life.
Okay, now I’m supposed to tell 7 facts about myself. Hmm, this could be hard to come up with 7 things worth mentioning. Oh well, here goes;
- My favorite animal; cats, for domestic it would be calico (or tortoiseshell, which is the same thing but opposite in color), for wild cats it would be tiger, jaguar and ocelot.
- My favorite color is BLUE. But you knew that already, except some of my newest followers.
- I LOVE warm places!! That’s a new one. If I could, I would move to a warm place tomorrow.
- I live in one of the coldest places on this planet. Or at least in Canada. Or both.
- I enjoy writing poems, as long as I don’t have to follow poetry rules. I have my own style, which is no style, but that keeps it fun. I could probably write better poetry if I lived in a warm place.
- I live in a small apartment this is FULL of stuff. No, I’m not a hoarder, it’s good stuff, but the previous place I lived was much bigger.
- I could be happy living most anywhere. As long as it’s warm. It must be warm. Otherwise I may as well stay here. Well, I guess one other thing could make me move even if it wasn’t a warm place. But being warm would definitely be a plus.
- MEOW!! Chomp! AAAAAAAA!!!!!! Bandages! Okay, okay, I also have a cat that helps me with my blog and she especially likes helping with these awards and I almost forgot to include her and her name is Muffin and my foot HURTS!
I think I mentioned something about rules earlier. Oh well. Now for my nominees, it doesn’t say how many so here goes;
https://searchingthemeaningoflife.wordpress.com
https://bythemightymumford.wordpress.com
https://thebiscuitfactoryonline.com
https://wordpress13730.wordpress.com
Well, you will have to read to find out if you are nominated or not, I hope you will all participate even if you have done this award before, remember, it’s the fun behind it and getting to know bloggers better. Have a great weekend everyone and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
Fantastic Friday.
Hello to everyone, I’m glad you were able to make it over here today and join me once again. It is a nice, mainly sunny day. There are some white, puffy clouds around too and when the sun disappears behind one of them the coolness of the air is still very noticeable. It’s a cool spring. Very cool. But the sun still provides some very welcome warmth. And my deck is in the sun all day so it can be quite pleasant to sit there and watch the birds and squirrels. And sometimes the chipmunks. Well, one chipmunk still comes anyway. Rusty doesn’t give up easily. But he is much more nervous now with all these squirrels around.
But just listen to those birds singing. The chorus starts around 4am. It’s still dark. But that doesn’t bother the birds. It’s spring. And they sing, loud and clear. Far and near. I shared one of my crazy poems yesterday. I will share more, maybe even today. Some asked if I can write normal poems. Sure. I can write any kind of poem. It might not be good. But I can do it.
Poor Muffin. It’s cleaning day. She does not like that. She hates the sight of a broom. She cowers. Then she runs and hides. No. I have never hit her with a broom. Or anything else. But her former owner obviously did. Muffin was an abused kitty. If you want to know more, go to my home page and check out Muffin’s Mewsings. She is getting better, and it’s been five years now. She also HATES the vacuum cleaner. When I turn that on, she’s gone. Disappears. Completely.
She does like dusting. She loves to ‘help’ with that. She goes tiptoeing through all the very breakable stuff. Never breaks anything though. Which is more than can be said for her owner. She claims it’s my fault for being clumsy. I say it’s because I’m jumping to try and save something from destruction, only to knock something else onto the floor. Crash. So much for that 120 year old plate. So who needs plates?
The squirrel was just outside the window munching on sunflower seeds. Muffin was on the inside eagerly watching. The squirrel spotted another squirrel. The chase was on. Poor Muffin. She joined the chase. Didn’t work out so good. She forgot about the window. And my plants. One plant went flying. Plants are not meant to fly. Down it crashed to the floor, well, carpet. So much for the 140 year old bowl it was sitting in. And it had to happen after I watered the plants. So the soil was wet. Wet soil on the carpet is harder to clean than dry soil. Leave it until it dries, I was told. Right. You don’t have a cat. That likes to play with dirt. Not a good idea. Cleaning one spot is easier than cleaning the whole carpet. Sigh.
It’s a beautiful, sunny, spring day. Fantastic. That’s my word for it. It’s been a fantastic week really. I’m getting excited. My birthday is coming. Yes, I know, it’s next month. Normally I don’t get excited about birthdays. But this year is different. Sorry, that’s a secret. Can you handle another crazy poem? You’re brave. But if you insist.
I Think I Thought
- I think I thought I went to bed,
- All that happened was I hit my head.
- But really now, I sure did sleep,
- While blinking lights around me sweep.
- I really thought when I was a kid,
- I’d grow up tall, everyone did.
- But then I found, just wasn’t so,
- ‘Cause somehow I forgot to grow.
- One day I dropped my coffee cup,
- Bent right over to pick it up.
- Hit my head on the cupboard door,
- Ended up sitting right on the floor.
- Some people say I just forget,
- But it isn’t true, I’ll prove it yet.
- MEOW! Chomp! AAAA!!! No, not that!
- I will never forget to feed my cat.
- Why do these things happen to me,
- Not just once, but two or three?
- Must be time to drink more coffee,
- No better way to make me happy. (at the moment)
- I think I thought I was a poet,
- But that changed, wouldn’t you know it?
- When someone said, ‘hey, that’s bad’,
- I think I thought I have been had!
- © 2019 Steve McLeod
Well everyone, I guess that’s another day here at Steve’s Country. I’m so happy that you were here with me today. I hope you will join me again. Enjoy your weekend and God bless!
Steve and Muffin.
© 2019 Steve McLeod.
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