The Numbers Game # 236

Posted on March 2, 2026 by Dale | 78 Comments

Good Monday. I admit this is an easy and fun challenge and must thank Judy for hosting it and sending me down memory lane ever week (that I participate)!

Egret – Walktober 2022 Boucherville

Deceptive long hill – 365th day of doing 10000 steps

Walktober 2020 – Why such ugly bridges in such beautiful surroundings

Love, Deserved (Prosery)

The Community – CCC

Walktober 2019

A cheat… Jeff took this pic of Anne and me

Sneaky weeds

Punta Cana, D.R.

Pristine

The Usual Exchange – Friday Fictioneers

Posted on February 26, 2026 by Dale | 98 Comments

Good ~~Wednesday~~ Thursday morning. It’s Friday Fictioneers time and Rochelle has chosen her own picture to inspire us. I thought I would have time to finish this yesterday but nope. Should you wish to play along and need the rules and regs, just click on Rochelle’s picture and you’ll be redirected to her joint where she gives you what you need. Already in the know? Then click on my frog and drop your link! Have a marvellous day!

©Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

STRAWBERRY POISON-DART FROG AT SUNSET by Paul_Joslin - VIEWBUG.com

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“Hey Johnny! Let’s go sit outside. The sky is on fire tonight! It’s gor–ge-ous.”

“How cold is it?”

Moira opened the patio door and stuck her arm out to gauge. “It’s perfect. Bring a blanket in case.

Grumbling he has work to, he nevertheless grabbed the blanket. Moira ignored him, knowing he would follow.

“I don’t know why you can’t just come quietly, John. Why must you always complain, first?”

“I’m not complain–” Moira’s look stopped him. “Fine. I do.”

Stepping onto the balcony, Moira sighed her pleasure. “Do what you will. I’ll enjoy regardless.”

“Heyyyyyy!”

Moira smirked.

“Coming!”

Number 235

Posted on February 24, 2026 by Dale | 55 Comments

Was working on stuff last night and got side-tracked and then forgot to press publish! This Monday, Judy over at Life Lessons, gave us the number 235 – so these are what popped up. Mostly. Some were dissed… As per usual, I got lost in the blog posts they were associated with. I do love this game 😉

Streetside Gallant

Felt it needed a touch of green so threw in some peas

Family Cruise Blurry on purpose – coz we be dancing!

$Anfractuous - Siena$

Anfractuous – Siena

Teddy Bear

Walktober 2023 – Biosphere (former American Pavillion – Expo ’67)

Travelling during Covid

Friendship – Mini Strawberry Pavlovas

Happy Valentine’s Day Jean!

Breaking up with my Sourdough

The Hands Have It

Portuguese tapas and a ballet

Alison and me

The start of my Tuscan vacation!

In the Interim – Friday Fictioneers

Posted on February 18, 2026 by Dale | 105 Comments

Good Wednesday, my peeps! Over here in Montreal the sun is shining. It’s still a tad chilly: -4C, feels like -8C (25F/18F) but that’s fine by me. The lunchtime walk is nigh.

It is also Friday Fictioneers time. This week Rochelle has chosen a photo by Lori Wilson to inspire us. Should you wish to play, click on my frog and hop on over to the squares and add your link! If you need the rules and regs, click on Lori’s photo and you’ll jump over to Rochelle’s blog where you will find them.

©Lori Wilson

Chef Frog Stock Illustrations – 231 Chef Frog Stock Illustrations, Vectors & Clipart - Dreamstime

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Working in a diner kitchen off Route 66 was not part of her plan. Plan? What plan? After finishing high school she didn’t know what she “wanted to be when she grew up” so she didn’t apply for university. Working for a bit would hopefully inspire her. So here she was at Shelly’s, making breakfast and lunch options composed of the usual unhealthy fare: eggs, hashbrowns, disgusting (to her) sausage gravy on biscuits, burgers, fries…

Despite the menu, she discovered she enjoyed and had talent in the kitchen. “I know what to study now! Culinary Institute of America, here I come!”

Some Kisses Are Best Forgotten

Posted on February 16, 2026 by Dale | 103 Comments

It’s Prosery Monday on dVerse. This week, Mish is hosting and she pulled me in with the request we use the line “Lips forget what they have kissed” from the wonderful Toni Morrison’s poem, Eve Remembering. The line must be used in prose, not poetry, and we must use it in the order it is written, no inserting of any words within the phrase. The punctuation can chance but nothing more. Oh, and we have 144 words at our disposal!

After three long-term relationships, spanning a good thirty years, I suddenly found myself without a partner. Very unusual for me to go solo for any length of time, to be honest. Of course, the last one ended in death so there was a period of mourning involved. I won’t lie. I didn’t wait years and years. Life must move forward and staying home and crying wasn’t going to bring him back and since I wasn’t dead yet, I had some living to do. Lots of it, it turns out.

But oh man. Meeting someone at the age of 50? All gung-ho, I signed up for various dating apps.

Jesus.

Chatting with friends about the various experiences, one said “Thankfully, lips forget what they have kissed… Right?”

The number of frogs out there is staggering. The worst ones are those who think they’re wonderful. So not.

Paramount – Friday Fictioneers

Posted on February 11, 2026 by Dale | 131 Comments

Good Wednesday my peeps! Not only is it Hump Day and Members-Only Day at the MMFA (going to see the Richard Avedon exhibit after work), it is opening day of the weekly Friday Fictioneers Challenge. This week, our lovely hostess has chosen a photo by wonderful writer David Stewart. Click on my frog below to read other interpretations of this lovely photo or, g’head… add your own link! The how-to can be found when you click on David’s photo and stroll over to Rochelle’s blog. Till then, have a fabulous day!

©David Stewart

Funny frog listening to music with headphones vector illustration in cartoon style | Premium Vector

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She was not a fan of the “eat-at-your-desk” thing. It was important, nay, paramount to her well-being to step away from her desk for her lunch hour. Half hour to eat a healthy meal (mostly – nothing wrong with a splurge now and again) followed by a half-hour stroll made all the better by listening to an audio book. Pouring rain and extreme cold were the only times she didn’t venture out (She could not very well bring her snowpants to work now, could she? She could, but she’s not that crazy.)

Mental and physical health were not to be dismissed.

Beating the Winter Whites

Posted on February 10, 2026 by Dale | 101 Comments

dVerse Quadrille Monday was yesterday but I won’t let that stop me! De Jackson (aka WhimsyGizmo) hosted and suggested we bloom out a 44-word poem including the word flower. So here we go!

While snow blankets the ground

As far as the eye can see

The idea of springtime

and the flowers it brings

Feels (is) still so far away

To counter the winter whites

I dust off my vase trio

in preparation

There will be blooms

Weekend Writing Prompt #454 – Mood

Posted on February 8, 2026 by Dale | 64 Comments

Another short and sweet one, provided by Sammi.

Waiting for the right mood

Time misspent?

Rehearsing (mentally) what to say and do

Moment illusive

Losing the momentum

Deflated, uncertain, determined

Time to create it

Waiting – Friday Fictioneers

Posted on February 4, 2026 by Dale | 145 Comments

Good Wednesday, my lovely Readers! Today is the day we get our prompt for Friday Fictioneers – a challenge, that once upon a time, showed up on Wednesday, to give writers time to think about what to write for our 100-word story; but somehow, over time, the day became the main posting day. Go figure. Should you wish to read what others were inspired to write, click on the link below and enjoy. Why not try your hand at it… To find out how the rules work, click on Jennifer’s photo (thank you, Jennifer) and you’ll hop over to Rochelle’s blog where she gives the how-to!

Kermit the frog falling down stairs on Craiyon

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Rob spent the morning going up and down staircases all over Old Québec. Nobody. Where was she? Did she stand him up?

She, was Harriet, and she waited patiently at the top of a Petit Champlain staircase wondering what was taking Rob so long. She had told him where she would be. Did he stand her up?

Rob looked again at Harriet’s message on his phone. “No train station, just a staircase, two half-addresses, not three-quarters. Old Québec Petit Champlain.”

Both avid Harry Potter fans, he thought of the 9 3/4 platform. Was this a clue?

There! 54½ and 71½. He looked up.

“Hello, Rob!”

The Numbers Game – 232

Posted on February 3, 2026 by Dale | 59 Comments

Good Tuesday. A day late for the Judy’s Monday Numbers game because WP was being difficult and would not let me add my photos. Oh well… These are the week’s choice – the photos from my media gallery that show up when I type in 232. I kinda like the selection. Have a fantabulous day, folks!

Oh great! I press publish and poof! Photos gone? Take two and fingers crossed. So, like Judy, I could not create a gallery. So be it!