Weaver of Grass
I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck. ~Emma GoldmanToday's Picture
It is Saturday and time to play with words supplied by Raven's Wordzzle
This Week's Ten Word Challenge will be: corn pone, delegation, nectarines, happiness, 12 going on 13, prancing horses, magenta, butterflies, fragmentary, arthritis
For the mini challenge: lavender cowboy, over the moon, preparation, zebra, area rug
The Mega Challenge as
The Ongoing Adventures of Agent 012
Poor Agent 012 , last week he was out in blueberry country trying to determine if Mute was responsible for the increased crop spoilage. It turns out the spoilage came from bacteria carried by butterflies
that had moved North because of global warming. All he achieved from that trip was a bad case of poison ivy which caused him to scratch his leg until it turned magenta
. No happiness
for him there.
But today he was in Corn Pone
, Texas, center of Texas oil refining. He was sitting at a table in the Lavender Cowboy
Café eating a cold fresh nectarine. Outside on the street the temperature had reached 110 degrees and the air conditioning in the café wasn’t doing a very good job. The main street was empty with no cowboys and no prancing horses.
He was there because the Agency had received some fragmentary
information that Mute had made preparations
to blow up
one of the oil storage tanks. His immediate problem, however, was a delegation
of 12 going on 13
year olds . Every time they shouted “ over the moon
” something hit him.
Soon he decided he had learned all he was going to learn there and after paying his bill and buying a couple more nectarines
he went back to his apartment. At least there the air conditioner worked and there were no kids. . As he entered the room he noticed two things , the stuffed Zebra
was gone from the table and the area rug
had been moved. Then the lights went out.
When he came to he was tied to a pipe and surrounded by barrels marked high explosive. On the barrel in front of him was a timer that was ticking down the reaming time. The place was damp and his arthritis
was starting to cause him pain. At least he wouldn’t hurt long.
This wasn’t going to be his day.
The ten word challenge-Good Pain
He was 12 going on 13
but he already had arthritis
. It was so bad that even holding a piece of corn pone
or a nectarine
cause him great pain. Despite that fact he was here as part of the delegation
made up of riders of prancing horses
. For Billy his fragmentary happiness
came in riding and winning. And he did win. He won the world renowned Magenta
Cup. The judges said they had never seen horses prance like that .But it was a happiness achieved only at the cost of great pain. Sometimes as he clutched the reins the pain was so great that tears ran down his face. But all that could change now. They had an extract made from Brazilian butterflies
that could take away the pain. Billy considered the medicine and then turned it down as he couldn’t risk changing his way of doing things. It made him a winner.
The mini challenge-Poor Dumb Kid
Clem sat on the area rug
in front of a roaring fire and cried. “Dad !They are calling me gay and I’m not gay. I’m not . It’s so over the moon
to even call me that.. I’m not gay. Now a feel like a zebra
in a horse herd. Everybody stares at me.”
“Well son. If you want to make preparations
to change that the first thing I would do is get rid of that lavender cowboy
suit your Aunt Mabel gave you.
All fifteen words in one sentence - Story Time
of 12 going on 13
year old boys with arthritis
were being seated on the magenta area rug
in front of the fireplace while preparations
were made for the famous Lavender Cowboy
to tell them stories of zebras
going over the moon
, prancing horses
the size of butterflies
, corn pone
that created happiness
and even fragmentary nectarines
Of course the dragons were busy today you can see them HERE.
News from Pigeon Falls
The little town in my basement where the trains still run, dragons fly, and life is back to normal
It is Saturday and time to look back on the week in Pigeon Falls.
Monday– Delegations of people kept coming and checking to make sure the trench is gone. They looked so relieved.
Other people kept telling stories of the strange beings that remained. Somebody saw a creature that looked like a Zebra but it had a head on each end. Another swore he saw some magenta butterflies the size of eagles . Willie swore he saw teeny tiny little prancing horses but nobody takes Willie seriously.,
Tuesday– Mrs. Sarri got the area rug she had ordered from the “ God’s Own Ministry “ program. The rug had been prated over and the evangelist even cried on it. If she stood on it and prayed it was supposed to cure her arthritis. For three days she had prayed in preparation for its coming and it didn’t work. She had sent the ministry $100 as a gift to get the rug. So she called and complained but the nice talking man said the problem was she didn’t have enough faith.
Wednesday-Robert who is 12 going on 13 saw one of those bouncing heads and tried to talk to it. It gave him happiness to do that but happiness at that age is at best fragmentary. The head stuck out its tongue and spat at him.
Thursday– Nancy served corn pone along with her other good things in honor of her Aunt Millie who had come from Texas. Her aunt was wearing her lavender cowboy boots and tended to say “over the Moon!” a lot but she was a good lady. In Texas she raised nectarines and she brought some to Nancy.
I tried to visit and read all the blogs that wrote a wordzzle today. There are such creative people out there. I love their stories. I also visited every blog that left comments yesterday. Breathing today was very good.But now I need a breathing treatment.