Words for Wednesday and IWSG September 2 ~ Part Two.

• Yesterday was Wednesday.
• Yesterday I published my story using the first batch of the Words for Wednesday supplied by Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings .
• Yesterday was also IWSG (Insecure Writers' Support Group)'s 15th anniversary.
• Yesterday I answered their monthly question, as I have done 54 times before, since December 2021. This makes it only five first Wednesdays where I have not answered that question. Once because I had nothing to say, the other four because I was too busy and forgot.

• Today I visited some of the other participants in the IWSG bloghop.
• Today I read J. Lenni Dorner's IWSG post saying:
  Question: Do you have a favorite character archetype you tend to gravitate toward in your writing?
  Answer The Ally: A loyal friend who helps the hero on their path.
• Today I replied:
  Allies, or friends, make great characters. I could not write a text without one. Now I think I'll have to try. Thanks for the challenge 😉
• Today I still had the second batch of Words left over from yesterday's Words for Wednesday.
• Today I used them for a start of my tale of June, the solitary hero.

Taped
Cream
Moonlit
Beach
Soft
Salty

June taped the shutters in place with broad, green tape. They would not wake her up again tonight. The green tape made a nice contrast to the cream coloured curtains and the newly painted white window frames and shutters. Then she stood in the moonlit garden, looking at her small house situated between the woods and the sandy beach. The garden looked mysterious in the moonlight and the low hedges framed it perfectly. The gate was shut, but easy to open even for a person of slight stature like herself, even for a child.
    It was the house of her dreams. But, a soft voice whispered in her head, that dream did not contain me living all alone in it, with no allies, no friends, not even any family, and with only a slight hope of finding any.
    The salty breeze from the sea mixed with her streaming tears.

... to be continued, maybe

Words for Wednesday, September 2 & IWSG Happy Fifteenth Anniversary

The original Words for Wednesday was begun by Delores and eventually taken over as a moveable feast with many participants supplying the Words.
When Delores closed her blog forever due to other problems, Elephant's Child (Sue) took over the role of coordinator.
Now, after Sue's demise, River has taken the mantle of coordinator upon her shoulders.

No matter what, how, where or who the aim of the words is to encourage us to write. Poems, stories, subtitles, tales, jokes, haiku, crosswords, puns, ... you're the boss.
Use all Words, some Words, one Word, or even none of them if that makes your creative juices flow. Anything goes, only please nothing rude or vulgar.

This month the words are given by Mimi @ Messymimi's Meanderings and can be found there and at River's blog: Drifting through Life

If you are posting an entry on your own blog, please leave a comment on River's blog, then we can come along and read it and add a few encouraging words.

It is also a challenge, where the old saying "The more the merrier" holds true.

So Please, remember to follow the links, go back and read other peoples' stories. And please leave a comment after reading. Challenges like this one thrives on interaction, feedback and encouragement. And we ALL need encouragement.

And for today we were given:
1.bowed 
2.snoring 
3.barefoot 
4.tears 
5.memory 
6.swamped

and/or:

1.taped 
2.cream 
3.moonlit 
4.beach
5.soft 
6. salty

Back in January 2020, I ended a long story about Allan, Mary and the end of the World. Since then I've returned now and then and wrote what came to my mind to flesh out the story and fill the holes. In June I told a bit more about Fr. Paul. In  April '21 I added a longish tale about the survivors from Wieliczka, and later a second bit about Fr. Paul joined the collection in May '25
    All of the story can be read in one long go by choosing the tab "Mary & Allan" in the top of this blog.
    This is one more episode. We're back to one of the first springs after the end of the world, a beautiful, busy May morning. I used the first batch of words in the order they were given.

Allison, the biologist, stood bowed over the tubs inside the greenhouse brush in hand. It was a wonderful early spring morning. The sun was shining from a luminous blue sky, the flowers were opening, smelling divinely, and a bit overpowering in the closed confines of the greenhouse.
    Most of the pollinator team was still snoring after yesterday's strenuous work pollinating the apple trees, but no matter what these tiny flowers needed to be pollinated as well. Brandishing her brush made of the finest, silken hair off the head of the smallest of the infants she softly padded barefoot from one tub to the next. Barefoot was the upside of no insects, having to pollinate every single flower by hand was the downside.
    She had shed many tears over how hard it was to be an entomologist forever out of work. The memory of better days once again swamped her, and made her eyes overflow.

... To maybe be continued.

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September 2 question - - Do you have a favourite character archetype you tend to gravitate toward in your writing?

My answer - Yes, my main archetype is the 'mature compared to their age', timid, but knowledgeable type. Susan is the archetype here, but Allan & Mary, and partially Peter from my dream-story comes under this heading.
My second archetype is the off beat type, mysterious competent, but unfit for the time and place they live in. Thora and Gilvi, and many of my other professors in magic are this type, as are Peter, but he has to learn how to fit in. 

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And this question marks the 15th anniversary of IWSG: Congratulations to us all?

I am a relative newcomer to IWSG as I joined November 2021. Since then I have only played truant 6 first Wednesdays. This means 54 IWSG-Questions answered, an uncounted number of comments given, read and answered. The crew must have a giant record behind them.

Once again congratulations!

Poetry Monday :: Not a Poem - But Something Else

Monday is Poetry Monday. And today's prompt is Xerophyte.

But today there's no poetry forthcoming from MotherOwl. Some days ago The Pirate showed me a webtoon where the author works his way through the alphabet, drawing and writing funny verses with a sword, an animal (or two) and actions all starting with the same letter.
As of now he's made it to K.

And K is for  ... try and guess which weapon, which animal and what it's doing with the sword. Link in the end of this post.

For some days now The Pirate and I - me mostly to tell the truth - have been guessing what the next letter would bring. Only rarely hitting bulls-eye, but often being close.

The only thing coming to my min with Xerophyte is that I cannot find enough meaningful verbs to write a webtoon comic text after his model. I actually found a sword, the Xyele, the short, one-edged, slightly curved sword of the Spartans.
I wonder what this artist will do when he gets there.
My try in here. Can you do better? I have no doubts that the artist behind Swords will do better.

X is for Xyele.
Xeroxed by a xerophyte,
for a xenophobic xeme
dabbling in xylomancy.

Swords: K is for ...


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September 7 My culture
September 14 Beach huts
September 21 Solstice
September 28 Bonfire
October 5 Rocket
October 12 Contents of the safe
October 19 X-ray vision
October 26 Clam

Søndagsbilleder :: Stålblå 3 Sunday Selections :: Steel Blue 3

Så er det sidste chance for at vise alle de herlige blå ting, jeg har set og oplevet i august måned.

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Today is the last chance to show off all the wonderfully blue items from August.

Tagrør ... det vokser på vores meget tørre fortov!

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Reeds ... growing in a very dry spot on our pavement!

Tagrørsduske farver grønt, også ved kontaktfarvning/Planteprint  (sammen med farvegåseurt og ahornblade)

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Reed flowers dye green. They do so also when EcoPrinting  (also featuring dyer's chamomile and maple leaves.)

Her er et andet blomstermaleri. Det er skønhedsøjer (orange), farvegåseurt (gul) og stokroser (blå) på en baggrund af bregner (lysegrønt).

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Here is another floral painting. It features tickseeds (orange), dyer's chamomile (yellow) and hollyhocks (blue) against a background of ferns (light green).

En imponerende papegøje på en have-messe. Jeg holdt respektfuld afstand. Sådan én bed mig i fingeren for mange år siden.

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A beautiful parrot on a garden fair. I kept my distance. As a child I was bitten by just such a parrot.

Flot busk. Jeg har aldrig set sådan én før. Der er nettet en god ting, for så kunne jeg finde ud af, at det var et lyngtræ, også kendt under sit botaniske navn, tamarix. Jeg er normalt ikke meget for pink, men den her er altså så fin!

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A pretty bush. I never saw something like it, but an internet search taught me that it is a tamarix. I really like it, even if pink's not my cup of tea.

Ugler på den anden side ... det kan jeg ikke få for mange af. De her kom dog kun med hjem i kameraet.

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Owls on the other hand ... these ones came home with me in digital format only.

Og her er endnu en flok, der blev stående i butikken.

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Here's another parliament that stayed in the shop window.

Når man er kaffetørstig, er det jo heldigt at kaffeheltene er i nærheden - og kaffen var god.

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We needed a cup of coffee, and luckily we found the Coffee Heroes. The coffee was good.

Og så mig, Uglemor i egen høje - eller ikke så høje - person. En af Ugleungerne havde givet mig et par vidunderlige stikfaste handsker, og jeg havde selv købt en god rosensaks. Så nu kunne jeg få krammet på brombærrene bag det nye skur.

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And last, but not least, me, MotherOwl finally taming the blackcurrant vines behind the new shed. One of the Owlets had given me a pair of sturdy yet supple gloves and I had bought a pair of garden shears. 

Månedens farve ~ September ~ Colour of the Month

The colour of the Month for September is  ~  Månedens farve for september er