Good People Doing Good Things — Rose

Jill has published a story a friend wrote on Facebook. It’s worth reading and passing along.

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This week’s ‘good people’ post is a little different than usual.  A friend posted this on Facebook a few days ago, and I found it to be so inspiring that I wanted to share it with you.  While Rose wasn’t saving lives or rescuing animals, didn’t donate a million dollars to a worthy cause, she did something for others that I think makes her a ‘good people’.  She shared timeless words of wisdom, and inspired many.  I hope you’ll agree that Rose is worthy of being this week’s good person.

An 87-Year-Old College Student Named Rose.


The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn’t already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned round to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up…

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Learning life’s lessons.

A humorous tale of the lessons learned in a bar in Port Naain which doubled as a schoolroom. Also, Jim has a book on offer with tales of the adventures of Benor Dorfinngil. It’s accompanied by a review by a satisfied reader.

Tallis Steelyard

Learning life's lessons. Penelope Elias

It has to be said that education within the city of Port Naain is sporadic. Most people acquire some, but often we find out the hard way. One soon learns that there are certain people one does not offend, and certain back streets one does not linger in. Sometimes education includes literacy and numeracy, but these are gifts it often bestows on those who have learned the more dangerous lessons first.

Indeed within the city there isn’t really the concept of being a ‘teacher’ as a trade. The children of the wealthy will have a governess who does, as part of her role, teach them to read and write. The children of those less well heeled might aspire to attend a dame school or similar where a lady who has some education will attempt to share it with those whose parents can afford the small fee. But nobody ever trains…

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Blog Tour: The Port Naain Intelligencer Series, by Jim Webster.

A humorous tale in which Benor Dorfinngil accepts the job of investigating two young men for two young ladies. Also, two books on offer by Jim Webster.

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I’m pleased to showcase two of Jim Webster’s new books today, which are part of The Port Naain Intelligencer series of short stories.  The first one, ‘The Plight of the Lady Gingerlily‘ features our friend Benor, who takes on a few small jobs in order to find a lost husband, to vet potential suitors for two young ladies, and to find a tenant for an empty house.  He begins to feel that things are getting out of hand when somebody attempts to drown him!

Jim has given you a taste of Port Naain in the delightful story The Eyes Have It below:

It was early evening and Benor was dozing quietly. Technically he was
reading but his eyes had closed in spite of his best efforts. He was
awakened by a rapping on the door of the barge. Shena, sitting nearest,

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For the want of a Knight – Guest Post by, Jim Webster…

A Tale of a mystery of the missing Knight solved by Benor Dorfinngil. Also two books on offer by Jim Webster.

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Benor glared at his wine glass. Tallis was talking, and Benor was ignoring him and thinking about something entirely different. This wasn’t a problem, Tallis merely needed an audience and Benor just wanted to mope. He was a fully qualified cartographer, trying to produce a guide to the city of Port Naain, and instead of getting on with that, he found himself doing all sorts of casual work just to put food on the table. Tallis said, “So could you do that?”
Realising Tallis had stopped talking, Benor frantically tried to re-run the monologue in his head and realised he’d not heard any of it.
“Could I do what?”
Tallis sighed. “Could you find the Chevalier of Windcutter Keep?”
“I don’t know, who’s lost him and where?”
“Benor, have you listened to a word I’ve said?”
“Yes but I got distracted.”
“Well in short, this afternoon, at an ‘at home’ I was assisting a patron with, I…

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Flow River Flow~

Cindy Knoke sent pictures of the rain and flash flooding that ended a multi-year drought in her area of California.

The Holler is getting hammered by storm after storm. This is the view looking north from our back patio, taken on Valentines Day as The Holler was being hit with the most massive rain storm. You can see raindrops on the lens. My iphone sent me 6 flash-flood warnings in 24 hours.

Here is the lower pasture being chewed up by the little creek which turned into a rapid-filled, raging river. The pasture gate is the white structure in the back left of the photo. It partially collapsed in the onslaught.

The river flows.
It flows to the sea.
Wherever that river goes,
That’s where I want to be.
Flow river flow,
Past the shaded tree.
Go river,
Go, to the sea. (Lyrics: The Byrds)

We hiked along the creek in the pouring rain on Valentines Day. You can see my son by the oxbow, to give you perspective on…

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Saturday Surprise … A Sad Story And A Small Journey

A great post by Jill with interesting stories and pictures.

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Good morning, friends, and welcome to the …weekend-2It’s been a long and ugly week, hasn’t it?  I saw the sunshine for all of 7 minutes on … I think it was Wednesday, or perhaps Tuesday.  Haven’t seen it since.  Perhaps I scared it off when I started shrieking, “BRIGHT LIGHT … BRIGHT LIGHT!!!”

I have to tell you a sad story that crossed my path this week.  No couple gets along all the time, but most couples who truly love each other manage to work through their problems.  It seems that if a couple stays together for, say 30-40 years, they aren’t likely to split for any reason other than death.  But the couple I’m going to tell you about today are the exception.  They were together, as best anybody can figure, for around 90 years, and yet their relationship dissolved.

Both Bibi and Poldi were born in Switzerland…

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Time for Romance

An interesting and entertaining story of family loyalty and success. Also a book by Jim starring his character Benor and stories of his adventures.

Tallis Steelyard

Time for romance

I find that some people end up taking what life offers and just make the best of it. Others, realising that they have been mugged by life, grab it firmly by the throat, slam it up against a wall and go through its pockets as a way of making sure they get their fair share. To be honest, either way works.

Irmhild Clogchipper was, in spite of the name she somehow acquired on marriage, exceedingly happy. Her husband was a successful merchant and general trader, and together they had four children. Their oldest was their son Rizalan, and then came the two daughters, Marisol and Chesini. Finally they were blessed with a fourth child, their youngest son, Isko. Irmhild was in her forties where disaster struck and her husband, Ernst, disappeared.

Now when we say, ‘disappeared’ it sounds strangely neutral. It might be more appropriate to say that he ‘was…

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