Your Friday prompt for Stream of Consciousness Saturday is “-sty.” Find a word that ends in “-sty” or use the word “sty.”
Oh yeah, its dusty. Pretty boring to write about but its SoC and dusty is on my mind.
The sun is slowly coming back and shining light on dusty corners and cobwebs not seen in the dark of winter. We’ve had lots of snow and the sun reflects off the snow lighting up the ceiling revealing the cobwebs.
In the afternoon the light shines on the TV and a table with the phone (yes, I still have a land-line) and decorative stuff on it. Or how about that lamp? Gross! How could it get that dusty? I say but don’t do.
Usually I keep it cleaner because someone might drop in. But now that doesn’t happen which is good, I hate dropper-inners with no notice. A least I used to, in the old days when people would drop in.
Now I’ve got “Dust in the Wind” in my head: all we are is dust in the wind.
Well, I can’t think of much more to write about. I think I’ll go find ‘Dust in the Wind” on Spotify and do some dusting.
The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS Feb. 27, 2021 | (lindaghill.com)
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I used to live on a main road, and the dust was unbelievable. It seemed like my house was a bullseye for dust swept up by the cars, buses and trucks that raced by. Now I live on a quiet road, set back into the woods, which means little dust but much moss-covered siding. It’s always something.
I’m not a fan of the drop in. Everyone who knows me knows it, too, because they wouldn’t dare. I have to admit someone tried it once — I stepped out onto my porch, spoke with them for 5-10 minutes, then excused myself to get back to my laundry. Never happened again. 😆