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?
Have you ever wondered how and why we use names to describe actions and/or feelings? What I mean by names is not only every Tom, Dick, and Harry, but also dogs, cats, and others of the animal kingdom. Taking a name in vain originates with the Ten Commandments, but as you can see many a name besides God’s, can be taken in vain.
Going squirrely…tending to move around a lot. : very odd, silly, or foolish
Cat’s meow…used to say that someone or something is very appealing
Dog’s dinner…something that is messy or bungled
Sounds fishy…To seem suspicious of being improper or untrue
To the John…The first popular indoor toilet was invented by Sir John Harrington, a poet
The real McCoy…the real thing; the genuine article (but who was McCoy in the first place?)
Down Pat…Thoroughly practiced, rehearsed, or understood
The Patsy…a person who is easily taken advantage of
Patty-cake Patty-cake, baker’s man…an old English nursery rhyme
Who of us hasn’t known fear at some point in our lives? Some fears can be paralyzing while others can prompt us to take action. Sometimes it’s helpful to know another’s take on fear as we will read in the following quotes on the subject. Happy Saturday.
The only thing we have to fear is…fear itself…Franklin D. Roosevelt
Do the thing you fear, and the death of fear is certain. Mark Twain
He who overcomes his fears will truly be free. Aristotle
Don’t be afraid to fail. Be afraid not to try. Michael Jordan
He who fears he will suffer, already suffers because he fears. Michel De Montaigne
For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me…Job 3:25
Courage is fear that has said its prayers. Dorothy Bernard
This is a short chapter from my book My Precious Life. It just goes to show how sometimes our wishes do come true, one way or another. Happy Saturday.
Give Me a Break
I was overwhelmed trying to balance home, family, work and extra curricular activities. I prayed night and day to get a break from it all. I needed a rest.
While shopping one evening I spied a book titled Slow Me Down Lord. I promptly bought it, enjoyed reading it and made that my daily prayer.
Not long afterwards I slipped on the lunchroom floor at work and landed flat on my back. The pain! X-rays showed a fractured tailbone. Treatment? Stay off my feet and complete rest for two weeks! Doctor’s orders…or God’s?
As I settled into recuperation, a pile of good books at hand, I chuckled to God, “I asked you to slow me down, Lord, not put me out of commission.”
Two weeks of complete rest and relaxation renewed my spirit but the pain lingered for months.
Be careful what you pray for; God is always ready to answer….His way.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest….”Matthew 11:28
When you hear the name Sandpiper, do you think of the bird or the singing trio who began their career in the mid-sixties? This morning I am thinking of the the three young men who released this song in 1970. It seems to fit this Saturday morning for me because it brings back a memory of my wedding day, May 8,1954. Even though it may be afternoon in other parts of the world it is still morning here in Canada. Happy Saturday.
Have you ever wondered how you got mired in a certain way of thinking without giving it any thought?
It came to me one morning back in the eighties, when a scripture I had read or heard somewhere popped into my mind. “Be transformed by the renewing of your mind….” (Romans 12:2). I actually stopped what I was doing at the time and thought about what that might mean. And so I tried it. It meant monitoring the daily words that inhabited my mind, and choosing only the ones that could enhance my life rather than degrade it.
This is not a one-time exercise. It is an ongoing challenge, sorting thoughts, changing the words to speak, goofing up, and going back to the drawing board.
For instance, have you ever said to yourself, “I’m going to give so-and-so a piece of mind!” Well, you can bet your bottom dollar that that piece of your mind is not going to be a good piece.
In Isaiah 55:8 God said: “For my thoughts are not your thoughts…” Too bad, eh?
This morning there was an outdoor sound that imitated horse hooves on pavement. It took me back to the clip-clop days of horse and wagon deliveries of my childhood. It was always a treat to see a horse doing its job except when the tail went up and you knew that anything but a treat was about to land on the road. I always wondered how the horse knew to lift its tail out of the way. Back then there were milk wagons, bread wagons, ice cream wagons and even ice wagons. Iceboxes were still the norm for storing perishables in some homes in the forties.
I couldn’t identify the sound I heard today but enjoyed the memory it invoked. I hope your weekend includes some sounds of old. Happy Saturday.