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Printed from https://writing.com/main/books/entry_id/427108-Beading-and-WritingML-Got-published
Rated: 13+ · Book · Personal · #982524
Online journal capturing the moment and the memory of moments. A meadow meditation.
#427108 added May 20, 2006 at 6:15pm
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Beading and WritingML, Got published!
*Flower5*           SPRING: 4 'Azamát (20 May)          *Flower5*


Weather where I am: 66º and cloudy this morning.

Weather where my sister is in Monroe, WA: 53º and damp.

Weather in Luleå: 57º Spring has definately come to Northern Sweden.

Beading and Writing ML

Simple beading is a matter of X and O like in:

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX (a)
XXXXXXXOOOXXXXXXX (b)
XXXOOOOOOOOOOOXXX (c)

the basic template for the Swiss flag where X=red and O=white. To make the flag it is merely a matter of 3 lines of (a), 4 lines of (b), 3 lines of (c), 4 lines of (b), 3 lines of (a). When the X and O are the same size as is the case with Writing ML flowers it is easy to make the Swedish flag as I did yesterday. The Norwegian flag on the 17th was more difficult as the symbols used were of different sizes. (Like the Xs and Os above!)

Some day I'll have time to do a morning glory pattern I wanted to do in my flower garden years ago. I did manage to do a Persian carpet a couple years using 144 (9x16) 6 inch pots planted with fibrous begonias. Lots of work!

This is the Swiss flag done in "gift" Writing ML:

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IMAGES

In a patch of pink primrose, one dandelion. Linden in bud, blue flax, someone hollering in the student ghetto. Ants crawling up and down the sycamore, faint smell of privet, the approaching train blasting its horn, the tires receding on the other side of the signal light.

Empty yellow packet of American Spirit cigarettes, apple-scent of crushed rose petals. Bouquets of ash seed hanging above my head. Two orange-red blossoms of quince, the fine-cut hand of the japanese maple, 5 slender fingers, 2 claws.

Sketched last night:

Ninety degrees and steamy

Heat seeps
and puts to sleep
this tiresome day. Coffee
by the pot can't wake it up,
the radio snoozes in its corner.
Footsteps from above anounce a child's
bounce. Here, below, we old folks grow ... well ...
older.

Outside
the sizzle of the sidewalk
cools in shade; inside the air
is still. We read or write or add
the numbers of the sales. In the coffeehouse
we grown-ups dream of naps. We practice the art of
children. [163.140]

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GOT PUBLISHED!

Got my copy of Ontario Amateur Hockey Magazine in the mail today. They sent 3 copies! Zowie. Gary, my hockey-loving-friend is getting one for sure. On page 11 they published 3 of my cinquains: 'Anticipation', 'Canada's son', 'Why did we fight?'. I'm thrilled. More about this tomorrow.

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