Hark, Harts, Hards, Hugs, Hucks and Hearts

Hark ye people, neither red harts nor shiny hards, but lots of super hugs without throwing in all your hucks! More Super Hearts!

Below are quick noting and drafting of puns.

Blog post to be refined.

To listen attentively, hearken
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing, Christmas carol by Charles Wesley

A deer, old English word,
used in medieval (mi-dee-evil) times to describe red deer stag more than five years old.
In medieval hunting terms, a stag in its
first year was called a “calf” or “calfe”,
second a “brocket”,
third a “spayed”, “spade”, or “spayard”,
fourth a “staggerd” or “staggard”
fifth a “stag”, or a “great stag”.
To be a “hart” was its fully mature state.
The hart was a “beast of venery” representing the most prestigious form of hunting
Shakespere’s Twelfth Night), punning on the homophones “hart” and “heart”. The word is also used several times in The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien,

the shiny hard of flaxseed.
What is flax?
flax is a blue-flowered plant grown in the cool, northern climate
The seed from flax can be consumed in whole seed, milled (ground), or oil form.
found to help protect against heart disease, inflammatory disorders and certain cancers
healthy omega-3 fatty acid
powerful antioxidants
Whole flaxseeds are very hard and will pass through your body undigested
hards are coarse and broken fibers
husk, bran, rice, coconut
difficult to remove.
only ground or roast to remove hards.

squeeze (someone) tightly in one’s arms, typically to express affection.
an act of holding someone tightly in one’s arms, typically to express affection.
hugs and tears

Huckaback towel, strong linen or cotton fabric, with rough surface.
weaving patterns, good grip, rough surface, extremely absorbent.
Throw in the towel, to concede defeat

From “Super Hearts”, Periscope.
Hearts is an “evasion-type” trick-taking playing card game for four players, although variations can accommodate 3–6 players.
The heart is a muscular organ in humans and other animals, which pumps blood through the blood vessels of the circulatory system.

Drawing a Door on the Floor

When I was a kid, as little as 5 years old, I used white chalk to draw pictures on the floor.

Back then, I thought chalk was a magical tool, just like a wand to a magician.

This little piece of white brittle writing tool was introduced to me when I started my kindergarten.

Looking at teacher writing alphabets on blackboard made me wonder with thousands of “what-if.”

What if I draw an image of a small door on the cemented floor? Size preferably like mine.

Kid-size to be exact and to make sure no adult could enter through it.

How about drawing it just underneath the my bed? Secret only to me. No one else.

So, I drew and done a simple graphic drawings.

Based on my imagination, I would open the ‘door’ and discover an underground passage leading to a beautiful chamber filled with many toys. 

A long sliding tunnel going down so that I don’t need to walk and get tired soon before reaching the chamber.

Sounds brilliant!

Perhaps, that was too much of Alice-in-Wonderland tales on drawing a door.

Two years later, I learned from my primary one class teacher that a ‘door’ on the ground does exist.

The word for that ‘door’ is called a man-hole and underneath it has a labyrinth of sewers. Long winding pipes leading to the wastewater treatment plant.

Then I realised that was actually nothing magical about drawing a ‘door’ on the floor.

I never stopped drawing. I continued to use pencil to doodle on my jotter book.

Photography is an immediate reaction, drawing is a meditation. – Henri Cartier-Bresson, French humanist photographer

Sharing an Idea, the Basis of Blogging

Like many in the same situation, I always try hard to squeeze out a few simple words on a blog post. It’s like what you have read to this last word here.

Writer’s block is a creativity sinkhole with bottomless depth of emptiness.

Blogging is not as addictive as social media. You name it. Snapchat, Instagram or Periscope.

Twitter is considered a micro blog of 140 characters.

If blogging is addictive, discipline to write would not be much of a problem. Bet others think likewise.

Writing is to express one’s thoughts into readable text. But if nothing’s written, that doesn’t mean its empty or void.

Getting to the foundation of blogging is to share an idea. I think that is the basis of blogging. More exactly, a tiny voice of oneself and not imitating others.

By sharing an idea, it also mean the process of learning prior to sharing.

Stream of consciousness.

Train of thoughts.