DOG DAYS of SUMMER....August 30th

   

Short reading today. 

Sunday has rolled around again.  Tomorrow is the last of the month. Not sure where this month went but it’s gone.  Next month I may not be posting daily but I will see. 

Yesterday my AMVETS veteran’s club reopened after the second lockdown.  I’m sure many will be excited to go back out there.  Me, I’ll wait few days before venturing out to the club.  I do need to stop by to catch up with things, but at the moment will wait. 

The AUGUST acrostic piece focuses on beach walking as does the verse.  As I’ve said before it’s one of my favorite go to themes. 

The narrator in the verse picks up shells but only looking for perfect ones. They also are trying to clear their thoughts on why things happen as they did. 

I hope you all have a great day.  

Until tomorrow....as always Stay Safe. 

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      August 30th....DAILY REFLECTIONS 

I wake up to the aroma of coffee....so lucky 

    my hubby gets up before me to get it 

     ready....coffee and a lazy morning

Undecided on my daily plans as of this 

     moment....do I venture out to the now 

       opened AMVETS....do I wait for few 

          days to make an appearance 

Sure with the reopening the place will have 

    its 50% occupancy....then again who

      knows....be nice to see some folks I 

        haven’t seen since end of June 

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                      AUGUST 30th

                 © Scottie-ann Murphy 

 Alone am as I walk barefoot along the 

       sandy shoreline 

  Unsettled my mind as thoughts swirl in my    

       head like a tilt-a-whirl 

   Gently breeze blowing off the gulf waters 

       a tad on the chilly side 

    Unlikely am I to encounter another in the 

       pre-dawn hours on the beach 

    Shortly the sun will rise eventually 

       warming the sand and earth 

    Till then I’ll kept on strolling the coastline 

        trying to clear the cobwebs in my brain 

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                 MAGIC NUMBER

              © Scottie-ann Murphy 

Cobwebs in my head....I am bewildered 

Thoughts swirling like a tilt-a-whirl

Round and round....there is no end

Walking along the shoreline hoping to clear  

        my head

Trying to comprehend why things       

     happened as they did....I find no answers 

  Only more questions marks in my brain 

     stopping on occasion....I pick up a 

            sea shell

Scrutinizing it....decide if it should be added 

       to my collection

So far I’ve only collected four....four perfect 

       specimens 

Five the magic number today....need one 

         more before leaving the beach

One shell for every month since you said 

       goodbye