Rose Petals, Book Pages!



Roses and books, two of my favorite things. To compare them seems an oddity, yet I never tire of the endless variety of each. Nor of receiving or giving either one and in slightly different but similar ways I receive the same amount of pleasure, although perhaps with a bit of uniqueness to each.

Roses are wonderful to behold and to touch. And although the bloom fades quickly the memory of the fragrance and delicate beauty lasts ~ until the next one. As the bud of a rose slowly unfolds it’s blossoms just so a book unfolds its story through the pages. And at the conclusion of the book, the memory lasts ~ until the next one.



Creation of nature, Creation of man

I partake of your glory

whenever I can

fragrance of flower

touch of written word

rose petals, book pages

seductive allure


Dissimilar dichotomy

nothing to share

rose petals, book pages

yet both are there

mine for the pleasure

mine for the ages

I revel in your wonders

rose petals, book pages


Hoping everyone’s week has started off well!

~ Penny

Haibun Thinking – Reading a Book!

This week’s literary quote prompt: “I declare after all there is no enjoyment like reading! How much sooner one tires of anything than of a book!”~ Jane Austen (Pride & Prejudice)

Reading“Lost in the pleasure of a well written book” 


Books (of the hold in your hands and turn the pages kind) are special to me. There’s a quality unique to the printed word on paper not to be found in today’s electronic readers.  Disparity, clear and obvious to a book lover. One format meant as a convenience – a temporary reading experience. The other packaged in a form to become a permanence – an addition to who you are.

Apart from physical substance and texture, often enhancing the reading experience, the very act of picking up a book and opening it makes, for me, the reading process more personal. After reading, favored books reside on bookshelves acquiring a sense of an addition to family and friends. Your favorite authors, your favorite stories, your books of learning and literature repose near at hand for a return visit when so desired.

I wonder if books that are now electronic applications will eventually replace all the hardback and paperback books? I hope not. The me that is a reader, hopes not. The me that revels in each new book I acquire, hopes not. Books fill me up with all those things that I might otherwise miss.

advancement sometimes

less than one would wish for

a new emptiness


Haibun Thinking is a (weekly) opportunity for writers to stretch their writing skills. Honing their style of the written word. For more information click HERE. Your talented and friendly host, Alastair, will get you started. Be sure and click on the blue link icon to read the excellent entries, while you’re there! Thanks to Alastair for his time and effort in bringing this opportunity to us all.

Thank you for stopping by, hope you enjoyed,

~ Penny

For all you Readers out there …


It’s Sunday here in Northwest America and there is nothing, I’ll repeat this, nothing that can beat curling up in a comfortable spot with a good book. In my case, the more mysterious and filled with adventure the better! Can’t talk more, my book is waiting for me.

Have a wonderful and relaxing Sunday. Pick up a good book and read. It will do wonders for you, I promise!

With much affection and do remember to take care of you,

~ Penny


And so I shall write (a bloggers paradise)


And so I shall write,

pausing only to visit my online companions.

Read well written lines – their creative compositions.

View beautiful photographs captured in a moment,

entertaining self of fellow artisans creativity.

Breaking tension of nerves with their soothing music,

all reminding, so sweetly, of life’s wonders,

still existing in the imagination of our minds …

and so I shall write!


Have an wonderful weekend, and enjoy!

~ Penny

Reading – Does a Body (and mind) Good!

Reading on a bench


Regardless of your age.

Reading is always cool! One of the things I incorporate

into most of my days is taking a little time to read!

I have a book (or kindle) handy

while waiting for appointments or trips to the park.

Relaxing in the evening

with a good book, curled up in a chair is a treat for me.

Have you read a book lately?

Give it a try! A great way to unwind!

By pippalou


Have an excellent day today!
~ Penny

penny l howe

The Safer Side of Midnight

To all readers, this short story genre is horror. Only read on if you’re comfortable with reading this type of material. Not to worry, Penny, the cheerful upbeat person that I am, will return on the ‘morrow after allowing her muse a bit of freedom to explore the supernatural (creepy) aspects of fiction!

“The safer side of midnight,
is always on the sunshine side.” – Penny L Howe, 2013


… Or not!

The first time I stepped into the long forgotten graveyard, blanketed with mossy green and flowering vines, I was mesmerized. The setting, peaceful, serene and uplifting, even though surrounded by monuments reminding of those departed. Yet still, I was comforted.

It became my calm place. A tranquil place to visit, I would go frequently; called back each time, by those lingering feelings. The dew would still be clinging to the moss covered edifices as I sat and contemplated life in the land of the dead. I certainly did not think of it in those terms at the time, I was simply at peace.

After several months of visits, it was most unexpected to hear a quiet voice speak out, “Hello there!” So softly spoken were the words, blending in with nature sounds, I thought I had imagined them.. Birds were chirping, cool soft breezes rustling nearby branches and leaves.

“Hello there.” This time I heard the voice clearly, although still very gentle like mist clinging to the air. I wasn’t afraid and looked around for the person who had broken my reverie.

I answered the greeting, “Hello?” Searching the graveyard for the companion to the voice.

No one, nothing! not at first glance anyway. And then my eyes were drawn to a faint image slowly appearing, perched atop one of the larger headstones not far from me. He was transparent, I could see through him, but he was most definitely there.

At this point, most people would have turned and run away, fast and furiously. But I am not most people. My first thoughts, pure fascination. I walked over to where the “ghost”, as I assumed it must be, was sitting.

He had a very sweet smile on his face. He gazed directly into my eyes as if searching … for something. “You don’t appear to be afraid of me,” he said, still smiling as he cocked his handsome head, bemused I believe, by my calmness.

“No,” I answered. “Why should I be?” While there was a strong feeling of surreality, I had in that moment, never felt more alive, there was a magnetism in the air. I knew it as did he. I think he was more surprised by the strength of the sensations than myself.

I watched as the bemused expression on his face slowly changed to one of awareness and then recognition and excitement. “Ahhh”, he said, “It’s YOU. This explains much. We’ve been waiting for you, for such a very long time! And it was I … I who was the first to find you!”

Those were discomfiting words to say the least. I was, now, not sure if I wanted to continue the conversation with this being who was only with me in a spiritual sense, a silvery glow cast about him, but no shadows or reflections from the glow. As I thought on what to do or say next I felt a chill, which I quickly dispelled.

“Your warmth is glorious,” he said. “You chase away the things that frighten us so much with just your thoughts. We were told it would be so. May I come nearer? You are the warmth of a fire on a chilly day,”

Moments passed in silence. Realizing I had been holding my breath, following his last words, I slowly released the air from my lungs. As he drew near I watched other apparitions taking form, throughout the graveyard.

“What do you mean Sir Ghost?” I replied a bit faintly. The dual feelings of dread and yet a longing to be here, filtered through my conscious self.  The graveyard quickly filled with more and more of these beings … an eerie essence of otherness permeating my senses. Awareness growing within me.

He was no more than inches from me now, breathing in my exhaled breath with pleasure. He turned to the massing crowd of spirits and triumphantly announced, “I have found her, I have found her.” The small silvery glows now changing to a deep foreboding gray, spreading out over the assembling spirits.

And I … felt … trapped. A magnetism was pulling on me. The energy radiating all around, my soul’s purity and richness within me bursting to overflowing … as the young demon entities rushed to engulf me.

too late I remembered in countless lives from my past, why and who I had hidden from for so long  … only at the very last as evil began to feed, and I lay trapped within a mixture of growing sensual desire and horror, did I realized that those feeding on me, were but minions, keeping me at bay, preparing me for their master’s voracious appetite. The one I could now hear coming to claim me. The devil who had searched for centuries for my immortal soul, had finally found me, in this lifetime, on the sunny side of Midnight!


A Short Story by Penny L Howe, 2013,

Hey guys, still me here, all’s well, just a little escape from reality. My question to you my friends, should there be a part two, where she escapes, or should this be a stand alone piece!

I hope you enjoyed!


Happy Weekend Bloggers,



I’m hoping that everyone is having a wonderful, relaxing and enjoyable weekend!

My plans include relaxing, and more relaxing (well besides some work in the yard – a good workout and the yard thanks me)!

– a field trip for sketching, nature calls to me (fun)!

– a few hours of the written word (addiction)!

– happily reading, lost in someone else’s words!

– playing and enjoying the family!

– some quiet time, music and reviewing solitary thoughts!
Mostly reminding myself to take care of me (not being selfish,
here just reminding myself of my own self worth –
A reminder to each of you!)!
“Nurturer ~ nurture thyself! You can’t be there for others
if you’re not there for you FIRST!” ~ Penny L Howe, 2013

Steaming coffee

That sums it up, how about you?

~ Penny


Fun Fiction from Friday Fictioneers

An international community of blogging writers, hosted by the gracious, Rochelle, come together once a week to share their creative talents, these are the Friday Fictioneers. They are given the challenge of writing a ‘hundred word’ (roughly) flash fiction story prompted by a photo. Some use the photograph for inspiration while others use it as an illustration.

  • Writers are encouraged to think outside the box.
  • The story should have a beginning, a middle and an end.
  • THE KEY: making every word count. As close to 100 words as possible.

If you are a writer, even an aspiring writer, have some fun this week and give them a try, tune up your writing skills and then share. Just click on the link above. This weeks photo prompt courtesy of Claire Fuller




My offering:


Reading Books – That’s What You Do With Them!

“Okay, so big deal, books!”
 ‘Yes, but these aren’t just any books. They’re special books!”
“What’s so special about them?”
“You don’t read them.”
“I said you don’t read them. You just pick one out, hold it in both hands and if there’s a picture on the cover you think about it.”
“Well that’s just stupid.”
“Why would you say that?”
“Because you’re supposed to read books, that’s what you do with them.”
“Are you sure?”
“Of course I’m sure. Otherwise what would be the point?”
“What point?”
“Of having books?”
“I guess there’d be no point, would there?”



Thanks for stopping by, I hope you enjoyed this brief conversation on the purpose of reading a book. Reading is almost at the top of the list of things I love to do – as a child and then as an adult. Encourage children and others around you to read. That’s what books are for, after all!

Have a great day.

~ Penny

penny l howe

Just why I will have a great weekend! 3 expert opinions (well 2 for sure)!


Well I figure I’m small cute and cuddly so even if I’m grumpy I’m going to get a lot of love!


And I’m thinking that even though it’s colder than a … on a …., I can still throw out a pretty good tune. You know sing a pretty bird song which should be a pretty cheerful and happy thing to do!



And as for me, the Penny of it all, Well looking around me I’m thinking I’ve got everything I need for an absolutely perfect weekend!

If the weather were a little better I’d go for a walk by the river, hang out with the geese and the ducks or take a nice hike up in the hills, but it is winter so a good book seems to beckon.

I hope your weekend is a good one for you, enjoy, relax and embrace the moment, it’s your life after all!

~ Penny