Monday, February 19, 2018

Ohio Weather haiku


Saturday mid-day,
February seventeenth...
White snow covers all.

Monday dinner time,
February nineteenth. It’s
Seventy degrees!

Ohio weather
Is perfectly consistent:
Changing constantly!

JudyK Feb. 19, 2018

Friday, February 16, 2018

Friday February 16, 2018

Friday February 16, 2018
Today is a day off school. I’m sitting on my couch in my living room, watching a funeral on tv. It is a live broadcast, coming from St. Paul the Apostle Catholic Church in Westerville, Ohio. It is the funeral for two Westerville police officers, killed on duty last Saturday. All of Central Ohio has been affected by this. All of Central Ohio has been mourning the senseless loss of these two officers. All of Central Ohio has been thinking of the families of these two officers and have been mourning for them. It is the End of Watch for Anthony Morelli and Eric Joering. It is a sad day.

I can’t help but think of the event that happened in Florida two days ago. Seventeen people were killed in a mass shooting at a high school. The funeral for one of those victims, a 14-year-old girl, is being held today. All of the United States is mourning for those seventeen human beings, taken from Earth far too soon. It is a sad day.

I can’t help but think of another funeral which took place twenty-nine years ago today. It was the funeral for my younger sister Susan. Susan died of natural causes on February 13 twenty-nine years ago, at age 26. Her death was not from violence, but was tragic in its own right... another life ended too soon. That day was also my mom’s 60th birthday. It was Mom’s 60th birthday, and Mom was having to bury her youngest child that day. It was a sad day.

So much sadness.



So much sadness. It is inevitable, because with life comes death, and death is inevitable. And death is sad. We have to let go of our loved ones, and that makes us sad. We have to do it. But it is hard.

And life goes on. It does. We search for answers as to why all these bad things happen, and we search for answers as to how to prevent such tragedies from happening, but life goes on. We strive to remember our loved ones with happiness, and we strive to make their deaths mean something by trying to be better people, by doing good for others, by seeing the good in this world, by loving not hating.

Today is a sad day. We are allowed to be sad today. We can remember our loved ones and be sad that they are no longer with us. We miss them. We are sad. Being sad is okay, for today.

Tomorrow we will once again move forward without our loves ones. We will try to move toward light, not darkness. Life will go on. We will go on.

We will.

Tuesday, May 16, 2017

SOL Tuesday - Kaleidoscope Play

Slice of Life Tuesday
Tuesday May 16, 2017

Kaleidoscope Play


When I was little, I was fascinated by kaleidoscopes. The colors, the shapes, the patterns...and the huge changes made by the slightest of movements...dazzled me and kept me occupied for long periods of time.

Many years later, I still enjoy kaleidoscopes. But most of the time now, when I play with a kaleidoscope, its a kaleidoscope of a different form. It is an app. (There's an app for everything these days, right?)  The name of the app, appropriately, is Kaleidoscope. I like to play with Kaleidoscope when I need to unwind a little at the end of a long, stressful, busy day.  I can be creative when I make designs with this app, but it takes almost no skill, talent, concentration, or planning.... so it's perfect for unwinding. With Kaleidoscope, I can doodle mindlessly, with spectacular results.

I was looking at some of the designs I made recently, and words started popping into my head. I decided to post a few of my creations here, and see what words came to mind with each.

Design 1:

Words that come to mind:

With a

Design 2:

Turkey feathers

With a

Design 3:


Yes, like to play with colors, patterns, and words. There are no deep thoughts here in my writing today, no profound wisdom. Sometimes it's just fun to play!


JudyK May 16, 2017

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

SOL Tuesday - Perpetual Evolution

Slice of Life Tuesday -- Tuesday May 9, 2017
"Perpetual Evolution"

Yesterday, I was observing the outdoors at different times of the day. Sometimes I was outside, going between my car and work; sometimes I was inside, noticing things through a window. I wrote down my thoughts at the end of the day, and ended up with this poem:

Perpetual Evolution 
Today's Day:
Bright beautiful sunshine,
Light blue cloudless sky,
Crisp cool temperatures,
Pleasant breezes,
Birds chirping,
Busy people
Going about life.

Day becomes evening:
Slanted sunshine,
Light blue cloudless sky,
Long shadows forming,
Chilly breezes,
Pale white moon rising in the Eastern sky,
Sun sinking slowly in the Western sky,
Brightness ebbing,
Birds quieting,
Busy people
Slowing down.

Evening becomes night:
Darkness overtaking everything,
Star-peppered sky,
Round moon glowing,
Breezes becoming still,
Cold air drifting in, settling in hollows,
Busy people

Night becomes tomorrow's 

JudyK  May 9, 2017

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

SOL Tuesday - The Puppies

Slice of Life Tuesday
April 25, 2017

The Puppies

My son and daughter-in-law's dog gave birth to eleven puppies on the day before Easter. Eleven! I'm not a dog expert, but that seems like an awfully big litter, doesn't it?

Here is a picture of the puppies when they were 5 days old.

Today I've written a haiku to celebrate their arrival:

The Puppies
Eleven puppies
Squirming, sleeping, whimpering...
Cuteness overload!

JudyK  April 25, 2017

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

SOL Tuesday - Memories of a Special Bookshelf

Slice of Life Tuesday
April 18, 2017

Memories of a Special Bookshelf

In my childhood home, my two sisters and I shared a bedroom, a large room that took up most of the top floor of our one and a half story family home. The room, unfinished when the house was constructed, had been built by my dad with thick knotty pine walls and a tile floor. It was a wonderfully cozy room, with sloping ceilings, two windows, several storage closets, two built-into-the-wall chests of drawers, and a built in bookshelf.

That bookshelf was the place where my sisters and I displayed figurines, stuffed animals, assorted treasures...and of course, books. There was quite a variety of mostly old books on the shelf. The ones I remember ranged from children's books, such as Little Golden Books, to young adult books. I loved to read when I was young, and I read many of the books from that bookshelf. Some of the books I read over and over again because 1) I liked them so much, and/or 2) I was in the mood to read but had nothing new to read, so re-reading old books was my only choice. (The nearest branch of our public library was pretty small and was over a mile to walk to, so I didn't get there very often. And my grade school had no library at all!)

There was a book on that bookshelf that I remember reading numerous times, but I can't recall the title. I know that the book was quite old, and its main characters were two next-door-neighbor girls named Dolly and Dottie. I don't remember much of the plot of the book, except for one chapter when the girls were roller skating and collided with each other, with some not-very-good results. I'll have to do some research to see if I can come up with the title and author, just to satisfy my curiosity. If I do, and if I can find a copy of the book, it might be fun to read that book again.

My favorites of all the books from that bookshelf were Trixie Belden mystery books. We had the first four or five books of the Trixie Belden series, and I read each of them multiple times. Trixie was a 13-year-old girl who solved mysteries, and I absolutely loved her character.  She, along with her brothers and friends, had all kinds of adventures. They solved various mysteries, often getting into trouble along the way.  The books were always suspenseful -- even when I was reading them for the umpteenth time -- and fun to read.

And then there was Nancy. Nancy Drew, that is. We had one Nancy Drew mystery book on that bookshelf, and I read that book as well. But I didn't like it very much, and I only read it once, so I don't even remember which book of the Nancy Drew series it was. I'm sure that the book was well-written, but I just couldn't identify with the character of Nancy. She was an older teenager, already graduated from high school, and she was perfect. She was rich and beautiful and had a boyfriend and played golf and drove a convertible. I couldn't relate to any of those things. 

Some girls loved to read about Nancy Drew. They admired her and aspired to be like her. But not me. Nancy was too perfect, too far removed from the real life which I lived. Give me Trixie Belden -- who made mistakes and got teased by her brothers and had to do household chores and save her money to buy things -- to read about, over Nancy Drew. ANY day.

Ahhhh, the books from my childhood. They were my friends. (Well, except for Nancy.) They kept me company on a rainy day, they added liveliness to boring summer days, they sparked my imagination and let me get glimpses into other teenagers' lives. Even if they were fictional lives....

Trixie and Dolly and Dottie made reading fun, and I am thankful that they were a part of my childhood.

JudyK. April 18, 2017

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

SOL Tuesday - Haiku Trio For This Day

Slice of Life Tuesday -- 
Tues. April 11, 2017

Haiku Trio For This Day

Some thoughts about Tuesday, April, and the number 11

Day after Monday 
We glide back into routines
Working hard again

Chilly rain, warm sun
Flowers bloom, trees bud, earth stirs....
New life beginning

Less than a dozen
Not as popular as ten
Prime number...unique

JudyK   :-)  April 11, 2017