Wordle 250
Those taking Mass, in trance at flow
Of virtue-road-map rant,
Found bit of news priest then would show
In chant, had logic scant …
Such after-shock
The trance would block.
And Now, the Whether.
Rain continues to reign unaboated. Breathing outside puts one in risk of water on the lungs. Golfing would require a scuba outfit – the course is now suitable for yachting. Whether the weather will allow anyone to get to work tomorrow without a submarine is deboatable.
Feast for the Eyes
You have our rain while we bask in glorious sunshine! The food looks droolingly delicious!
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drooling over starter
we had good weather on this end over the weekend… for a change…
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As a vegan, I can’t say the roast beast is tempting, but I loved the wordle! You are a clever wordsmither! As for the rain, you have deluges and other places are as dry as a vodka martini (no vermouth). Global climate change…ARG!
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What a challenge you took on! And what fun it was to read–
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Thank you kindly!
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That’s rally neat, and the food looks good enough to eat! Nice one,
Visit Keith’s Ramblings
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Thank you; to write the rhyme was fun
And plates got emptied, every one!
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Wonderfully concise and still coherent. The food looks great,
Elizabeth
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My personal challenge is to do them in the order given, in rhyme, and with as few added words as possible. I am surprised by the sense that emerges!
That dish
Was delish!
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Col… nice Wordle, nice food… sorry about the weather though!
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It has put rather a damper on things this weekend!
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I live the playfulness and weight of these words – they feel steamy and loaded and really quite delicious!
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Thanks! It is really satisfying to add so few words and end up with a rhyme which makes some kind of sense.
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It never rains but it pours. No rain in Gauteng, but too much in eThekwini.
I had a wonderful, tasty beef stew for Mother’s Day and plenty of cake. That warmed the cockles of my heart.
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Sounds good! Our Mothers’ Day trip to the Midlands was washed out. Instead the poor mothers did a roast at home.
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