What brings a tear to your eye?
“Would you like to have these pictures?
I’d like to give them to you.”
Pause and reflection
“Yes, I would like to have the pictures.“
You would bring them to me
Before you went to Italy
I saw you and did not cry
“Thank you for the pictures.”
They are very beautiful
I like to look at them
And
I hate to look at them
They make me cry.
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(“of joy” has been removed from the title of this prompt)
Interview someone — a friend, another blogger, your mother, the mailman — and write a post based on their responses.
I was persistent, but he said no.
What’s your favorite time of day?
But only because of the photo ops. My real favorite time of day is bedtime. 😆
This last one is my favorite:
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Tell us about the last thing you got excited about.
I wouldn’t call it exciting, but I saw this scenario playing out last night and came up with a little video idea. I hope it makes you smile, or maybe even giggle.
Where did your name come from?
What change, big or small, would you like your blog to make in the world?
I’m not here to change anything, but if you like reading (and watching) what I post, my job is done.
Describe one habit that brings you joy.
OK, WordPress, but I have answered this 5711 times.
I feed the birds and the squirrels. And one bunny. I enjoy their personalities. You would think the squirrels would be the most problematic, but this is not true. The male cardinal chirps at me through the window if he misses the morning or evening feeding. He does not relent. He is quite the character. Sometimes he brings his wife – she has better manners. I haven’t seen a single hummingbird this summer, which makes me sad. I wanted the hummingbird from last year to rebuild her nest in the clematis on my porch, but it’s not to be this year.
Here’s a video I took a month or so ago of Ma’am. She’s the most tame and is missing part of her tail. I sat next to her while she munched on peanuts. I could see the brown iris of her eye as the sun hit it. She has gentle eyes.
Let’s convene here again in two months when WordPress asks us the same question once more, shall we?
Write about a random act of kindness you’ve done for someone.
Random acts of kindness are not done for attention from others.
Who keeps giving the prompt question reins to Narcissus?
If you won two free plane tickets, where would you go?
How many times do I have to answer this, WordPress?
Are you not listening? Ever?
What’s the story behind your nickname?
My name has three letters and two syllables. I don’t have a nickname. The closest I can get to a nickname is Ame. (Pronounced like same or name.) My mom used to call me this, and a handful of other people.
My mom named me Amy for simplicity reasons, at least that’s what she told me. It was a choice between Amy and Michelle, and Amy would be easier to learn how to spell.
Did I just write a poem?
“It's Amy,” I said. 