04 Wednesday Jul 2018
Posted in My Photography, Photography, Wordless Wednesday
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#myphotography, American bald eagle, beauty, birds, dorindaduclos.com, eagles, July 4th, nature, Night Owl Poetry, Photography, Turtle Back Zoo, Wordless Wednesday
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03 Tuesday Jul 2018
Posted in July Writing, short story
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#JulyWriting, babbling detective, crime solving, detective, dirt, dorindaduclos.com, flaw, Night Owl Poetry, Putting My Feet in the Dirt, trail, vigilant, vigilantes, words, writing, writing prompt, ~M
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I was awakened abruptly by the sound of knocking on my hotel door. Still a bit foggy, I made my way to it, bumping into the service tray that contained my uneaten dinner. What time was it? As I approached the door, I took caution as to walk to the side of it and not directly in front, in case someone had the cockamamie idea to shoot me.
“Who’s there?” I inquired.
“Room service, ma’am, here with your breakfast order.”
So it was morning. I must have worked through the night and fallen asleep without touching my dinner. A waste of a good burger, I imagined. I carefully opened the door and sure enough, there was the breakfast tray and the young lad from the kitchen. I waved him in, eying him every step of the way. I guess he felt the stare because he turned with a curious look on his face. I motioned for him to take the other cart and, handing him a $5 tip, escorted him to the door, closing and locking it behind him.
As I glanced around the room, I saw the bed scattered with papers. I walked to it, grabbing a piece of French toast on the way. No point in ruining two meals. That would just be silly. Right? Okay, enough about my breakfast, back to where I was. Where was I? Oh right, Wisconsin and that mastermind, ~M!
I had sketched out my plan to enter ~M’s living quarters, and realized I would need more help than just me, to achieve this. I needed to call in my minions, a group of vigilante’s, ever vigilant when it came to orders from me. I couldn’t ask the local law enforcement for help, they’d think me insane. But not this group. They were always ready when I called. I picked up my cell phone and tapped out the number. An immediate response, information from me, and they were on their way.
I would wait for them at the airport, dressed as a baggage handler, near the gate. They needed to exit the plane as unnoticed as possible. This, I might add, takes great skill. I had no doubt they’d pull it off.
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July Writing Prompt – Vigilant Vigilantes – Day 3/31
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03 Tuesday Jul 2018
Posted in Haiku, Poems, Poetry, Ronovan writes
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#poetry, #RonovanWrites, bee, chance, dorindaduclos.com, flowers, haiku, nature, nectar, Night Owl Poetry, poems, poetry challenge, unite, writing
A chance awaits him
Sweet nectar welcomes his lips
Uniting in love
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #208 Chance&Unite
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02 Monday Jul 2018
Posted in My Thoughts
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#mythoughts, #poetry, 200000 views, 3000 followers, amazing, compassion, dorindaduclos.com, encouragement, friends, Friendship, great community, Night Owl Poetry, Thank You, wonderful people, writing
Hello everyone!!
I woke up this morning, which is definitely a great thing, signed into WordPress, and my jaw dropped! Over 3000 followers and over 200,000 views! I’m at a loss for words. Can you believe it?!
All kidding aside, I cannot thank you enough for sticking with me over these last four years. Your encouragement through tough times, your compassion when I was able to express those times through my poetry, and of course, your friendship, is the reason I am still sharing my poetry. This is a community of wonderful people, able to share stories, relate life experiences and yes, become friends outside of WordPress. I am proud to be a member of this group!
Thank you, again, so much, for making my day that much brighter and so much fuller than I could imagine on my own!
Love to all
~Dorinda
02 Monday Jul 2018
Posted in July Writing, short story
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#JulyWriting, babbling detective, crime solving, detective, dirt, dorindaduclos.com, flaw, Night Owl Poetry, Putting My Feet in the Dirt, trail, words, writing, writing prompt, ~M
Join me every day at Noon EST for the continuing adventures of the bungling detective, N. Owl, in her quest to bring the mastermind, ~M, to justice! If you missed any episodes, you can find them HERE!
I could see exactly what she was trying to do here. It was beginning to feel like Groundhog’s Day. She wanted us to repeat Monday over again. No thanks. One a week was more than enough, we all knew that. Did she really think we’d fall for it? Her mastermind tactics had a flaw. I would have to jump on this opportunity to find out exactly what ~M was up to.
I had to be covert about it. There was no way I could let her know I was on to her. The problem was, I was never one to be quiet about anything. Just ask my family. If I had something to say, I said it. It got me into trouble more times than I could count. Oh, so sorry, I’m babbling again. Where was I? Oh yes…
So, back to ~M. I hopped a plane to Wisconsin, hoping she’d never realize I was that close by. I wasn’t really sure where her hideout was, but I figured if I found piles of dirt in someone’s yard, that had to be hers! Sure enough, as I casually walked past a house, carefully piled mounds of dirt scattered the lawn, and a brown haired woman lazily sitting on the grass with, you guessed it, her feet in the dirt.
Now I had to figure out how to get inside without her being even remotely suspicious. I suppose I could just stop to chat, but she might recognize my face. I’m famous, you know. Ok, maybe in my own mind, but that has to count for something. I went back to my hotel room, ordered room service, and began to plot out my next move…
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July Writing Prompt – Turning back Tuesday – Day 2/31
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