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Strawberry
March 19, 2026
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Just a note about my day's discovery... March 12 to be exact.
A posy.
According to "Webster's Seventh New Collegiate Dictionary"
(which originally belonged to my sister's hippie husband in college)
A posy...
[alter. of "poesy"]
1: a brief sentiment, motto, or legend
2: BOUQUET, NOSEGAY
(A subnote of this note...
As I was needing another word for "smell"
which sounded a tad too vulgar to me...
I grabbed my Roget's... my thesaurus... ya that...
and grabbed my said dictionary...
and went from one word to another...
not finding that one special word...
Why...?
because I had grabbed a few incense sticks... going for FOUR...
strawberry stick incense...
and when I looked... I'd grabbed SEVEN STICKS...!)
My plan was to leave a few sticks around the rooms
to add a pleasant ambiance to the house...
thinking of them as "smelling sticks."
I placed one closer to my desk.
When I took a break from writing, I picked that stick up...
and I sat back in my chair...
and I waved the stick around me... unburned...
to enjoy the sweeter smell of the strawberry
which is sweeter... unburned...
and I made my discovery...
and I will call it... a POSEY.
I pictured friends sitting after supper... like it was a regular thing...
like... maybe different people took turns making dinner...
and their little social circle would get together... maybe every night...
and everyone would bring a dish... like a picnic buffet...
(much easier than one person cooking up a big family dinner)...
and just make one special dish...
with the home host cooking the basic meat dish... a roast perhaps...
and they'd celebrate birthdays one day a month...
and their kids would play games together... and make friends...
and the grown-ups would play games... maybe cards... or trivia...
or listen to good music and talk...
and...
sticks of incense would be on the table...
pick your favorite scent for your special occasions...!
"tonight perhaps I'll do sandlewood" for old times' sake.
I would always pick strawberry... just cuz...
and each person would wave their chosen stick... unburnt... and enjoy the scent...
like one would enjoy a cocktail... or a favorite song... a reflected light...
enjoying many senses...
to make a lovely evening happen.
What a rich life that would be...!
Rich... with the company of good friends...
Rich... with the children experiencing other families' dynamics...
Rich... with the colors of characters...
Rich... with the exchange of ideas...
All... practicing the skills of civilized society...
and filling their lives with... LIFE...!!
I needed another term than "smelling stick"...
"smell"... sounded too vulgar.
So... I will call it "a posey"
and leave some on the table.
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