NaPoWriMo 2016, Day # 25 ~~ Where Do I Come From?

From Where did I Come?

I came from sperm-rich egg hatched in the sea
It was the day of Molly and just me
You say, well now how on earth can that be
It wasn't, Silly, I was from the sea

A sea urchin not at his very best
Now grounded amidst pillars man behest
Brick and boards, mortar and nails, all the rest  
I do hope that you'll keep this to your chest
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Photo and Poem Copyright © 2016 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

I'm linked with Susie Clevenger at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, Where Do I Come From? 

5-10-2016: again with the Toads, Tuesday Platform

The photo was taken last year in Eidfjord, Norway (link).  We were on a cruise in May 2015 after the graduation of our granddaughter, BP, from High School in London.

Late night TV has gone Christmas

Be happy when Christmas has passed
"Frasier" reruns return his face
Once again, Hallmark Theatre
Late night TV's been preempted
Fifty-five nights of Christmas cheer

Classics, who watches anyway?
It won't be me, I doubt if you
"It’s a Wonderful Life" for you
And "elf" for me. That's all we like
So "Father Brown" on PBS
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Photo and poem copyright © 2006 and 2015 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved
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Today I am linked with Marian at The Real Toads 
at their "Imaginary Garden, Tuesday Platform"

 . Reading therapy dog first class
Adi was our beagle dog, now deceased.  Together she and I formed a certified pet therapy team.  Reading dogs love for children to read to them and pay utmost attention to the child.  Many of the children do not like to read in public nor to a teacher.  But many will read to a dog, thus boosting their confidence and reading abilities.  Adi and I also visited assisted living homes, she loved the attention given to her by residents having Alzheimer disease.

Here she is practicing her reading therapy skills with our granddaughter, BP.  BP is now a freshman in college.

 

Carpe Diem ~~ Stars; new and old

Stars;

new and old

 

Star is born today *

Nebula bursting with pride

Hubble telescoped

Catch a falling star

Old song, put it in a jar

Old star fell today

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Photo and Poem Copyright, ©  2014 Jimmiehov, All Rights Reserved

Today I'm linking with 

http://chevrefeuillescarpediem.blogspot.se/2014/12/carpe-diem-635-stars.html 

 Kristjaan Panneman's instructions are there

and also on Open Link Monday, December 29, I'm linked with
Kerry at http://withrealtoads.blogspot.com/2014/12/open-link-monday-grande-finale.html

 

* Notes: 

1.  For a scientific explanation of how a star is born to read, check this site:

  - http://helios.augustana.edu/~lc/star1.html

2.  We spent Christmas Day and this morning at our daughter's home with her and her family (pictured below are grand-daughters, KP and BP, karaoke for Christmas practicing to be stars-click for larger size).

 

 

 3.  New star formation:  "Astronomers searching the sky with NASA's Hubble Space Telescope have discovered an odd little dwarf galaxy in our very own backyard — a mere 7 million light years away.

The findings, ... isolated dwarf spheroidal galaxies are really hard to find, in part because they're missing those telltale nebulae full of hydrogen gas that could have helped feed star formation. In fact, the only other one found in the Local Group, KKR 25, was found by the same research group way back in 1999. KKs3 seems to have an interesting life history that could shed light on the strange processes that formed it. Though most of its stars are 12 billion years old or older, there appear to have been two smaller periods of star-formation around 5 billion years ago and even more recently, around 2 billion years ago or less ..."  Source, Astronomers find 'new' dwarf galaxy in Milky Way's neighborhood at http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/technology/astronomers-find-new-dwarf-galaxy-in-milky-ways-neighborhood/ar-BBhfCxf .

 

A Naughty Dog -- MidWeek Blues -- Toothpaste tube demise

Please scroll down two posts for my Sunday poem
One Single Impression: Allow

Today I have a guest writer, my 12-year-old granddaughter, BP.

The setting:
BP, daughter Karen, SIL Billy, and newest grandchild, KP, were visiting for the weekend.

BP was using my office for her room. That was nice for her as my couch is a hide-a-bed.

Our little dog, Katrin then sneaked into her room and got into mischief.

This BP ably relates in her story here:
Rest in Peace, My Dear Toothpaste

A normal day for one to behold. An average day in comparison to the normality of the life we face. Then, it happened. Katrin disappeared; we did not think twice, we assumed to play. A fatal mistake, as you will soon find out why.

Suddenly, a ripping noise, the sound of shredding, worse than nails on a chalkboard. I raced towards the noise, that terrible noise. Katrin sat on the couch, eating my toothpaste like ice cream. The end of the tube was torn to Smithereens. Blue gel flowed out like water, only soon to be licked up by Katrin.

The bag, my toothpaste's only protection, his bodyguard, lay fatally injured, never to hold and protect once again!

So may you rest in peace, my dear toothpaste, or would rest in pieces be more appropriate?

All thanks to that menace of a toothpaste killer, murder of cavity fighting goodness, Katrin.

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(\__/)

(='.'=)

(")_(")

...Princess BP

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If you want to post a MidWeek Blues picture, go get directions from Rebecca by clicking on the logo here. She has a Mr. Linky and good directions . Just do what I did..

Or do less. All she requires is a BLUE PICTURE, you don't have to write.