872. Leap Day

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It was 29th February in a Leap Year. (Not that it’s possible to have a February 29th in any year other than a Leap Year.) Jerome was feeling pretty upbeat. It felt as if he was getting a day for nothing. It was free. He’d take the day off work, unpaid; after all, there were still 365 other days in the year. His annual wages would stay the same.

He packed a picnic lunch and drove off towards the hills. He thought he’d walk the “famous” tourist track. He’d never done it. Everyone said the view was spectacular. There were no shops during the five hour walk. One had to take one’s own food and water.

Walk it he did. He took some lovely photos. He had a nice conversation with others walking the trail. His lunch was most pleasant. The track went in a circle so it ended in the same place as the parked cars.

A good thing to do on a Leap Day! Pleasant indeed!

See! (O Those of You-Who-Are-Cynical-Readers) not all events of life are tragic or full of surprises or over-the-top extraordinary.

It had been a delightful way to spend the day prior to dying in his sleep that night.

63 thoughts on “872. Leap Day

    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

      LEAPING LIZARDS is certainly better than that maddening expression from Gone with the wind: GREAT BALLS OF FIRE!
      And – everyone – Cynthia’s poetry book won an award! – here! Leaping Lizards! Great balls of fire!

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      1. thecontentedcrafter

        That’s wonderful news – I love Cynthia’s book of poetry and am waiting for the next volume to be published. I followed the link and glancing quickly, read the site’s title as ‘readers digest’ and thought ‘Oh, no! They’re abridging her works……..’ 🙂 Coffee required! Congrats on the ‘Honourable Mention’ Cynthia.

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        1. Cynthia Jobin

          Thanks, Pauline. Writer’s Digest is a national publication that I used to subscribe to back in the 1970’s, and had great respect for, as an example of that particular genre, i.e. essays and articles to help writers who wanted to publish. I am amazed it is still around, today, and has a thriving web presence. It is a serious effort though more in gear with the ordinary reader than the academic—something I always liked about it. (Too many “courses” for writers on the internet are conducted by people with university degrees that don’t amount to much.) Anyway, it was only by a fluke among my WordPress stats yesterday that I found my book was one of only two awarded an Honorable Mention in the 23rd Annual Awards for self-published poetry category. They never even notified me, and I don’t know how it happened. Beau, in cat heaven, pulling strings, as Bruce hypothesized.

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            1. Cynthia Jobin

              That’s very kind of you, Pauline. I’m letting the poems pile up until I have enough of those—and also the ambition to do it. (The mental picture of my “heirs” tossing it all in a dumpster when I turn up my toes, has a tendency to get me organized and going in that direction.) 🙂

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                    1. Bruce Goodman Post author

                      You win! I’ve sat here for 5 minutes trying to concoct a pun! Shucking was a word I never knew until I went to the States – and I helped a neighbour shuck over 200 ears of corn. It’s such a good word.

      2. Yvonne

        After I finish calling you names for lulling us into a sense of false serenity, may I add my congratulations to that little old lady who writes poetry?

        Now, the names; many start with “b”, and sadistic features as a modifier, frequently.

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        1. Cynthia Jobin

          Thank you for the congrats, Yvonne…..I am imagining the names that start with a “b”, and that’s not good. You, above all, can get away with calling Bruce names, because you are both, in my estimation, delightfully incorrigible.

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          1. Yvonne

            Thanks, Cynthia. Coming from you, that’s a compliment not to be taken lightly! Wouldn’t it be wonderful if the 3 of us could meet one day!?

            How are you and Lulu doing? ❤

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      1. Susanne

        It ain’t the rice cracker, it’s the cheese. I have, by the way, given up nothing, not being of the faith. It was just a thought. A trifling. Blither blather. Jibber jabber.

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          1. Susanne

            This reminds me of English speaking people who speak louder and louder to non English speakers thinking that volume makes sense. Blame it on the date-line.

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  1. simon682

    If he died before midnight will there be a quadrennial anniversary of his death so that after he’s been dead 100 years it will only be the 25th anniversary?

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