Circles in Europe: Weekly Photo Challenge

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Tyre’s ring, circle

on lake’s floor, swan’s feet create

surface circle.

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Clocks are usually seen as circular

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Do clock makers like circles? They must because wheels often decorate their houses, wheels turning circular cogs like the inside of a clock, and the inside of my mind.

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Circles can be instructive

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or decorative like these Gaudi balconies.

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It seems a strange place for a circular window- but in the cloisters one accepts anything.

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Circular windows are common in churches – perhaps they are an eye to God.

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Christmas wreaths circle the otherwise non circular town square.

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Where this square has a circle plomped right in its middle.

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Nothing is complete without a family circle. Life goes on in a circular motion birth and death a part of life.

I have been able to think of nothing else with this prompt than the song Windmills of your mind and the circles that you find.

In response to weekly photo challenge 

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A New Monthly Challenge:Times Past

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Happy New Year to everyone on the first day of the month. I’d like to invite you to join with me in a prompt challenge that will give us social insights into the way the world has changed between not only generations but also between geographical location. The prompt can be responded to in any form you enjoy – prose, poetry, flash, photographs, sketches or any other form you choose. You may like to use a combination of the two. I will also add a series of questions for those that would like to join in but don’t know where to start.

Heading your response please put what generation you belong to.

The Generations that I think may possibly be blogging:

Greatest Generation

G I Generation: 1901 – 1924 Experienced WWII in adulthood.

Silent Generation 1925 – 1945 Experience WWII in childhood

Baby Boomers 

Boom Generation/Hippie 1946 -1964 Space Exploration/ first counter culture

Generation X 

Baby Busters 1965 -1980 Experienced Vietnam War/Cold War

MTV or Boomerang Generation 1975 – 1985 Rise of Mass Media/end cold war

Generation Y

Echo Boom/Generation McGuire 1978-1990 Rise of the Information Age/ Internet/War on Terror/Rising Gas and Food Prices

Generation Z

New Silent Generation 1995- 2009 Never experience pre Internet/dot com bubble/ Digital globalisation

Generation Alpha

No sub name as yet but possibly the school or materialistic generation 2010 – These are predicted to study longer and be more concerned with material possessions.

As well as putting your generation, please also put whether you lived (at the time of writing) in what country and whether in a regional/rural area or a city.

My belief is that our location and the generation into which we were born see very different experiences of growing up as we relook at Times Past. I hope you’ll join in. Put a link to your post and I will add it in my post so that it is easy to read others experiences. Lets get started.

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Prompt 1: The first time I remember eating in a restaurant in the evening.

While today we take restaurant dining as a natural occurrence in which possibly the entire family partakes, friends socialise and lovers woo,  I don’t think this has always been the case. Several years ago when I asked my mother (Silent Generation) what was the biggest change she had seen in her lifetime she chose over all the technological changes and man landing on the moon, the fact that people no longer had morning and afternoon teas. In her day these were how people socialised and the dinner out was rare.

Questions you might like to answer of consider:

Generation

Location

How old were you when you first had an evening meal in a restaurant that you remember?

What food did you eat?

How did you behave?

Who were you with?

Was there anything memorable about the evening?

Was it for some type of celebration?

 

My first Night time Restaurant Meal 

Generation: Baby Boomer

Location: rural NSW Australia.

I was ten before I had my first meal in a restaurant. There weren’t any restaurants in the town I lived apart from the hotel dining rooms and they were places that were not considered proper for a young lady or any self-respecting person (in my parent’s opinion). There was one fish and chip shop (take-away) until the delicatessen opened in town and then we bought (takeaway) the occasional BBQ chook. Around the same time the motel opened a Chinese restaurant.

We were taken to celebrate a wedding anniversary (I think silver but I could be wrong) of some friends of my parents. There were probably ten of us in total and we sat at a long table covered by a white starched linen tablecloth. No-one knew in those days that Chinese is best shared so we all ordered a plate each. My brother and I had been read the riot act and were under strict instructions to be on our best behaviour. That meant not being heard.

My brother took this to heart to such an extent when he was the only person not to be served he sat there in silence. It wasn’t until someone noticed that he didn’t have a plate in front of him (while everyone else had almost finished their meals) that it was finally brought to the waiters attention. He would have gone home hungry rather than raise his voice.

We moved to Sydney a couple of years later but it was not until I left home that I again ate out in a restaurant of an evening.

Looking forward to hearing your experiences. Respond anytime in the month of January. The next prompt will be on February 2nd

Responses:

Silent Generation

Cleveland, Ohio

http://mumbletymuse.com/2016/01/02/dining-out-as-a-member-of-the-silent-generation/

Baby Boomers

rural Dakota USA

Dining Out

Manhattan New York

Times Past | Baby Boomers

suburbs Surrey/ rural New Forest

http://geofflepard.com/2016/01/03/eating-out/

working class Northern England

http://annegoodwin.weebly.com/annecdotal/-restaurant-meals-memoir-as-social-history

New York City, New York

Snails and Oysters (1.11 m/f)

Phoenix Arizona

Times Past: A White Linen Tablecloth and Crudités

Brighton England,

Times Past Challenge: Chinese Spoons And Eating Out

Generation X

rural Northern California

Times Past: Food From the Sea

rural Lincolnshire U.K.

Times Past: Date Meal Delusions

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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2016 : Happy New Year

Happy New Year 2016Fireworks have popped and banged all over Australia with major displays in Sydney and the other capital cities. Although Kiribati is the first place to see in the New Year and the first major country is New Zealand, Australia follows very closely behind. We do a test run for the rest of the world on what the New Year is like. In the 9 hours we are ahead of South Africa, the 11 hours to the U.K., and the 16 hours to New York we will probably discover that there is not a lot of difference between the New Year and the Old Year.

Even so, I enter it full of anticipation as though all of a sudden life will be different. I have hope that I will make it different. All of a sudden I will become the world’s best housewife, I’ll stop eating things I shouldn’t, I will spend more time training the dogs, I will…. I will…. when I know I won’t. And still I love that sense of anticipation. Out with the old in with the new. In years past this is probably why I did housework New Years Eve in readiness with a clean slate. This year we are going out for dinner, and I won’t clean on my return, nor, most likely, will I see in the New Year. I will tuck my dogs into bed, give my husband a great big Happy New Year kiss and then retire myself.

Reflecting on the year past – it has been mainly good. Mainly good because at times I have felt out of my depth with my research. 2016 will see that finished and I have so many projects waiting on the back burners that I look forward to that day, although I know it is going to leave a huge hole in my life.Already I am planning a few trips. We haven’t had a holiday for the last four years and my feet are itching. The trouble is I don’t know that Roger’s have the same desire. We are looking forward to family visits, Roger’s sister and her husband from Germany for a couple of months, my brother and his boys from Switzerland in winter and numerous friends. My first memoir Nightmare in Paradise will be revised and published.

I have had so much fun blogging this last year despite time constraints made me an unreliable visitor. When my course finishes that I hope will change. I’ve enjoyed meeting you all and want to take this opportunity to thank you for your visits. I really appreciate them. In 2016 I want to think about anthologies with Carrot Ranch , collaborations with other blogging pals, see some of your books finished (Sherri, Charli,) and some started (Rowena) and websites up and running (Norah) and join in all those challenges with their hosts that I have come to appreciate greatly. I am going to start my own challenge to do with Times past, examining generational and geographic differences in the childhoods and young adult lives we had. The first prompt will be given New Years Day. You will have a month to respond by whatever means you want – flash, poetry, prose, photographs or drawing or a combination of any or all. Keep an eye out tomorrow for it.

For some waking up to the same on New Years day will not be pleasant simply due to where they happened to be born. To those in conflict zones and those suffering the ravages of natural disaster such as recently in the U.S.A., England and Australia I hope and pray that the New Year will bring peace and the strength to deal with the blows you have been dealt. I pray that peace talks will be successful and light shines around the world.

To each and every one of you

I wish you a very Happy New Year

With an abundance of Health and Well-being

Thank you for being part of my world in 2015

I’m looking forward to seeing you again in 2016.

 

HAPPY NEW YEAR

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© irene waters 2015 As a New Year Dawns

“May Light always surround you;
Hope kindle and rebound you.
May your Hurts turn to Healing;
Your Heart embrace Feeling.
May Wounds become Wisdom;
Every Kindness a Prism.
May Laughter infect you;
Your Passion resurrect you.
May Goodness inspire
your Deepest Desires.
Through all that you Reach For,
May your arms Never Tire.”
D. Simone

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Nimbin Style: Friday Fictioneers

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In the Apollo Cafe the waitresses ran. The tourists had already visited Happy High Herbs, Bringabong  or bought from the one of the long-haired, skinny boys sitting on milk crates and plastic chairs outside the café. Now they had the munchies and wanted food fast.

“Taxi, taxi, taxi!” Hearing the warning the street vendors sped into action, concluding their deal, before disappearing down the street. As soon as the police were gone, they’d be back.

In desperation, the undercover police arrived in a tourist bus. They felt bad they were breaking the unwritten code but that code didn’t include ice. 

In response to the photo prompt  kindly provided by Jean L. Hays and the hosting by Rochelle who invites us to write a flash of no more than 100 words and link up via the blue frog on her site. If you don’t want to write have a read as there is always a varied talented selection to read.

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Red Flowers: Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

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In response to Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge

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Summer fun: Wordless Wednesday

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Spreading the Light: 99 Word Flash Fiction

Charli’s post resonated with me deeply.  When we first moved here we joyfully rejoined our friends Swedish Christmas Eve, downing Schnapps, chasing it with beer, singing Swedish drinking songs whilst eating gravalax and herring.

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Then they would come to us for the traditional English fare. Sadly Olof died last Christmas and this turned the festive time into one that will be remembered for sad reasons rather than merry. His wife could not bear to be here for the first anniversary so went to family in Victoria. So we are down to three for Christmas unless my brother brings his children from Switzerland for a visit but as they only get short holidays over this period and Australia is such a long way away they tend to visit in their summer.

In our old town of Gloucester in rural NSW we had the same family situation, but it was not so noticeable as we had our god children and extended family through their parents, their siblings and offspring and also their parents.

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our God children and their parents

Many of our friends also had no family close-by so our table was always full to overflowing on Christmas Day.

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It still felt like the Christmases past when the table was full with all my grandparents, cousins and their parents, great-aunts and uncles. A real family day.

With our move to Noosa our table is empty. My grandparents and older relatives all passed on a long time ago.

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© irene waters 2015 My Dad’s family – all gone but three.

My Dad left us over twenty years ago.

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Annie, my surrogate sister, over five years ago.

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Annie with her husband and new baby

They both feel like yesterday. Their loss is keenly felt but as the years have passed I feel as though they are now constantly with me. That they have taken up residence in my heart, replacing the darkness with light. Christmas Day does bring it home, however, which was one reason we went to a restaurant for lunch. Oodles of people, good food, no washing up, Christmas carols blaring. It was a good decision.

Charli said, that if we wished, we could make this prompt a memorial to the memory of those no longer with us. So this post is for my Dad, who was like the priest in the following story and my friends Annie, Sue, Steve, Olof and Roger. All went way too young.

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I slept late, skulked the gangways by day and sat, staring out into the black abyss nursing my dark thoughts at night. The ship’s bar had taken advantage of my torment, leaving me broke. 

After Durban, a priest comandeered my bench. He patted it in invitation. Angry at his intrusion I sat. Neither of us spoke. In silence, we stared out to sea. Each night we sat, my anger dissipating, being replaced by light. Our last night at sea, before docking in Freemantle, the priest touched my hand, looked me in the eye and said “Sometimes, words aren’t necessary.”

In response to Charli’s prompt where she asks:

December 16, 2015 prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story about “spreading the light.” You can use it to honor or memorialize a loved one.

TWO WEEK EXTENDED HOLIDAY! Respond by December 29, 2015to be included in the weekly compilation. Rules are here. All writers are welcome!

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Before they go back in the box: Cee’s Odd Ball Challenge

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This week I always find is a week of reflection. What the year has been, what I have achieved, what I haven’t achieved, the smiles and the tears. But on top of this is my belief that I will enter the New Year full of hope, with plans of things I will do, a list of things that I will achieve, my purpose will be renewed and revitalised. I have lived long enough to know that not all these things I plan to do will happen. Perhaps few of them will. But still I have this feeling of excitement building.

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Santa has been and gone surfing. He’ll soon be hibernating in a box somewhere or being renewed into another character.

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Something will come along and fill this spot.

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And as time marches on so too will my decorations. Back into their box awaiting Christmas 2016.

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Time moves ever more quickly and Christmas 2016 is just around the corner.

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Thank you Cee for hosting the Odd Ball Challenge. I have enjoyed having a purpose and a home for those pointless, odd ball photos that I have taken throughout the year. I look forward to joining you again in 2016.

 

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You’re Boring: Shadow Shot Sunday 2

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Look at me: I can be a polar bear

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A cow

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A rottweiler

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A telegraph pole

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You’re boring: All you can be is long and skinny

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In response to Shadow Shot Sunday 2

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Summer on the River: Silent Sunday

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