a cooking pot and twisted tales
Thoughts and Tales…A Lifestyle Blog with a Zing.
I found these beauties while window shopping. 🙂
During my walkabout, I came across this shop with the cute, funny looking guys. Their fixed smile made me smile, then I looked up at the board hanging on the door, which reads;
Believe you can and you are halfway there.
That simple quote settled in my mind.
It was like a confirmation. I felt I was meant to see that message because I had been tussling with some thoughts and doubting myself.
The owner probably put it up just as an aesthetic piece – or maybe those words mean something to him/her too, but I felt as though it was meant especially for me. Have you had such experience?
It was interesting to watch the little boy with his own shopping trolley busy himself selecting items of his choice.
I would have totally loved to see how his mother talked herself out of this shopping spree at the counter, unfortunately, I was dashing off to get my children from school.
We will be having our monthly blog party this weekend – Saturday 29th – Sunday 30th. It’s a Halloween themed party. Stay tuned and hope to see you in your dreary, scary drags.
Times have changed so much that telephone booths are almost becoming relics now that everyone uses a mobile phone.
I remember years back at home in Nigeria when the phone booths were far and few in-between and the queue as long as half a mile – maybe I exaggerate on the length, but you get the idea – and everyone waited patiently to take their turn to make that phone call.
Friendships were struck on these lines, quarrels picked and fights were fought when someone appropriated the phone for too long. All in all, it was an interesting time.
Nowadays, everyone is bent over their piece of gadget and hardly say hello again.
I saw this little one and his siblings in a garden pond. I walked past without noticing initially because they blended with the rocks, till a bubble in the water drew my attention. They are totally pint-sized and interesting to look at.
I spy with my naked eyes…
The man in the pistachio green shirt,
taking the dark spring green leaves
to the neon green trash can
besides the corrugated green fence of the compound
with the Dartmouth green gate.
I even spy another pigment of green
across the road in the neighbour’s quarters
bordered by lush green trees and the palm green of the date tree.
How many greens do you spy?
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
Buy her a pretty bouquet
and watch her face transform
with a smile 🙂
A cool and fun looking handbag I must say, but since the price wasn’t cool enough for me, I walked away and ignored the ‘psst, hey buy me,’ that the pink purse uttered from sealed zips 😉
a cooking pot and twisted tales 