Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday.


The wind moves mysteriously like the Spirit holding all together at the table of love.
They met in spring and were married in June. It is autumn when leaves turn. The children and the grandchildren run their many ways.
Right now for one of them the sun is setting. Years from now in splashing golden light it will set for the other.
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Denise offers the prompt word “table” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories.
John 3:8 KJV – 8 The wind bloweth where it listeth, and thou hearest the sound thereof, but canst not tell whence it cometh, and whither it goeth: so is every one that is born of the Spirit.

There are trails through the neighborhoods built into the Fort Mill, South Carolina, rolling hills. There is also a railroad track running through them. This trail is on the other side furthest from where we live.
To get to this trail I have to go under the spooky railroad tracks, but there is a pond awaiting me on the other side.
Posted for Pepper’s One Step at a Time.
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Dale offers the prompt “at the end of the day” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
The following are various sunsets.
They were taken over the past few months.
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With thanks to Clark for the link.
I am thankful to the Lord for everything mentioned below and all of His other blessings.
The photos tell their tales with the help of captions.
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Joe did his best to save his pennies, but considering that pennies weren’t made anymore, he saved his nickels with interest. He didn’t mind inflation as long as he could still buy his daily bread.
But enough of this babbling about pennies (or nickels), because this is supposed to be a story about something real. However, Joe couldn’t think of any story to tell.
He asked his muse to please, pretty please, pretty pretty pretty please, include a story once in a while with his daily bread. His muse, a malnourished pixie, demigod or whatever it might have been, told him to ask Someone who actually had a clue.
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Denise offers the prompt word “interest” for this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

There are trails through the neighborhoods built into the Fort Mill, South Carolina, rolling hills. There is also a railroad track running through them. This trail is on the side nearest to where we live, the “this” side of the tracks.
Although the trails are easy often with cement paving they are hilly. Around the pond were a turtle and a beautiful bird who knew I was there but went back to doing what they were doing as I left.
Posted for Pepper’s One Step at a Time.
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All of these limericks were originally posted to Esther Chilton’s Laughing Along With A Limerick during the month of May 2026.
Song To Our Prince
Our fine prince is a wonderful guy.
When he walks all the ladies say, “Hi!”
All the dragons do, too,
as he walks through the zoo.
What a wonderfully wonderful guy.
Prompt word: “prince” May 4, 2026

Clean Limerick
He’s pretentiously, pompously clean
except when his rhymes are obscene,
but he’s doing his best,
so he said, then confessed
that his best is much better unseen.
Prompt word: “clean” May 11, 2026

Bliss In Spite Of Warning
Diving deep in delusion he goes.
You might warn him, but waters now close
and who knows where he’ll be
when a kiss sets him free
as the bliss of eternity grows.
Prompt word: “warn” May 18, 2026

Heat It Up
Though I thought it was hot it was not,
since the heat got much hotter. I got
a fine thought for a verse
(not a whiny, cold curse)
as the heat got much worse than just hot.
Prompt word: “heat” May 25, 2026
Dale offers the prompt “looking for shade” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge.
I went under a shady tunnel a few days ago.
It was kind of spooky, but I ain’t afraid of no ghost.
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