Z is for Zzzzz
It’s been a zany (adjective) journey through the alphabet. We’ve zestfully (adverb) zipped (verb) along with zeal (noun) for six months now. And here we are at the end. Thanks for riding along! Zzzzzzz.
It’s been a zany (adjective) journey through the alphabet. We’ve zestfully (adverb) zipped (verb) along with zeal (noun) for six months now. And here we are at the end. Thanks for riding along! Zzzzzzz.
TaDa! Another chance to talk (verb) about Topaz (adjective) Treasure (noun), my novella that will be published in the anthology Rainbow’s End March 2012 by Barbour Publishing. Here’s what it’s about: Closet believer Lyssa Quinn steps out of her comfort zone to help coordinate the Rainbow’s End geocaching hunt her church is using as an…
Let’s talk about imagination (noun). Without it, how on earth could a writer come up with stories to tell? Idealistically (adverb), the scenarios we invent (verb) are so incredible (adjective), so impressive (adjective) and so inspirational (adjective) that readers can’t get enough. Remember that we’re made in the image (noun) of God. Who had the…
Need something done? Ask a busy person. They’ve already figured out how to be organized (verb). However, if you are the busy person, you may not see this as an opportunity (noun) but rather more overwhelming (adjective). You need to objectively and obsessively (adverbs) consider if you can really add anything to your plate. If…
If you Google “food quiz” you will get a zillion hits. Here are some from DK Quiz, labeled from easy to hard. My favorite on this site is What’s in Season. Interested in sustainable food models? This excellent quiz from National Geographic tests your knowledge. This is a similar, more general sustainable food quiz. This…
B would not be complete without sharing a photo of me with the two grandbabies in my life, Rosalie, 6 months old, and Aspen, 2 weeks old in this photo. My other granddaughter, SweetPea, is now two and a half–how did that happen? But being as she’s not a baby, I didn’t include her photo…
It’s early morning on Christmas Eve. Early yet, the house is quiet but for the strains of One Small Child coming from the holiday music channel on the TV. It’s dark but for the Christmas tree. The cats are curled up in two balls on the couch, and the dog snuffles quietly in his sleep…
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