I’ve had a love affair with alliteration since childhood. Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers, and she sells sea shells by the sea shore were my first introduction to this fascinating literary device.
Seeking new outlets to keep my mind active during this Covid thing I came up with a few fun examples of my own yesterday, but first, the definition of alliteration: the occurrence of the same letter or sound at the beginning of adjacent or closely connected words. So, here goes:
Sonic sounds shattered the still silence.
Her peerless posture presented a perfect pose.
Apples and avocados are added flavors in a salad.
Birds, bees, and butterflies beautify nature’s norms.
The sweet, sticky toffee titillated Tilly’s taste buds.
I’ll leave it at that for today but don’t be surprised if I come back again to have more fun with alliteration. Want to give it a try?
Hidden promises are the best kind, don’t you think? Yes, because when they are revealed, we are surprised to see that, for the most part, they are the best kept promises in the world, as this hymn beautifully explains. It is so full of promises, promises, promises. Happy listening. Happy Sunday.
The week has once more come to an end and many of us spent it in a myriad of different ways. Some worked hard, some played hard, some did neither but are ready to enjoy the day just the same. Whatever your weekend holds I hope it involves the beauty of nature. Happy Saturday.
As mentioned last Sunday, church is not the building. Today you are invited to attend a different church. It’s just a click away thanks to AndiesIsle.com which is an experience in itself. Most services are an hour or more but this experience is less than five minutes. Happy Sunday.
There is a fresh blanket of snow covering the ground and deck at the back of my house. This in itself is not surprising in winter. What’s different this morning is that there is neither bird nor squirrel in sight. Usually I wake up to squirrels chasing each other all over the place and birds flocking to the feeder. But there is not a single sign of these creatures. The snow is eerily undisturbed and the air is remarkably still. I slowly realize that I am missing what I have always taken for granted. I wonder where they are. Happy Saturday.
Here it is a weekend again. Does it feel that time is zooming by and you are wondering where it has gone? Take time out and just be still beside a quiet stream if you are lucky enough to be near one. If not, just gaze at this one until your world slows down a bit. Happy Saturday.
Along with the red wing blackbirds, chickadees, robins, cardinals, and sparrows usually hanging out in my yard, these three newcomers paid me a visit within the last few days. It made me very happy to see the rose breasted grosbeak, a bluebird and a junco vying for a place on the feeder and even gracing my deck with a short visit. All these feathered friends add to my happiness. Happy Saturday.