No matter what you call it, I hope you all are enjoying Summer Solstice (if you’re in the Northern Hemisphere, that is)!
While gardening a few days ago, I looked up and lo and behold . . . visitors . . .
And then the four cubs saw me and proceeded to climb up this tree. I estimate them at about 3-5 pounds/each.
Finally, I lured them down with half of my lunch (bread and pear-applesauce). It was quite fun for this animal-lover. I hope their mom was alright (foxes have been afoot lately).
Have a wonderful, not-hellaciously-hot summer!
Here’s a hat tipped—a toast post or post toast, if you will—for the theme of music. Eureka, that’s one of my favorite subjects!
This post exists because of the weekly inspiration provided by Hugh at Hugh’s Views and News. Hugh recently took a turn as judge for the Eurovision song contest as well—on his blog, that is. He was ably assisted by his adorable pal Toby, a corgi.
Oh, and the photos are pretty rough. I don’t have any photo-editing software (that I’ve figured out yet, anyway) on this new computer. I hope you still like them.
Have a harmonious week!
Especially for you, Hugh. Taken on a recent sojourn to a pretty river town called Alton, Ill. Musically, it’s the birthplace of jazz icon Miles Davis.
Effects processors/pedals for guitars.
My first drum. Nothing fancy (but appreciated). A simple Slingerland snare.
Hello, fellow Hugh-go-nauts! Hope I’m not too late for the weekly photo challenge.
Whereas Hugh rustled up a scrumptious and delightful photo of tropical fruit, here’s a different bit of freshness I’ve experienced of late.
A freshly laid (lain? egads, those are hard to remember!) duck egg. Yes, no matter how hard you try, they are never completely clean, when you retrieve them. This one was still warm.
And a luxurious duck-spa visit amid a fresh pool of water. This is what ducks love to do as soon as you fill or refill their pool with tasty, new, cool water.
Not much time to write this morning, but I hope to be back blogging some fiction and/or poetry this week. So stay tuned!
Welcome to my writing blog! And what better way to start the week on a writing blog, she chirps absurdly, than with a photographic gallery?
It turns out, you probably have photos of stripes you never even remembered! As it happens, most of my patterned stripey ones are family and nature (some very subtle on the theme, I think!). All were taken with a digital camera of moderate to low quality (especially as I’d had it for several years). I probably should have, but I don’t like working with Photoshop and photography programs as they make me dither, so these are straightforward, uncropped, unadjusted, hopefully not too unfocused or unbalanced, and so on.
If you enjoy these photos and/or want to play along, you’ve not got long. They’re incredibly fun, so do check out the dapper Mr. Hugh at Hugh’s Views and News for his stripes photography challenge. But don’t stop there: he also provides blogging tips and other photo challenges, including a weekly “Doors” prompt (the household type, not the band!).
In the meanwhile, please do visit me again and enjoy your week, wherever you are!
Hope you all enjoyed the “conclusion” of October. Onward, for us, to a fog- and moisture-filled November. I wonder if this spider’s sparkly necklace and curtain of fog bode loads of snow-des for winter!
Speaking of rain, blogger Mark “The Gad About Town” Aldrich has a cool post about that je ne sais quois smell of apres-rain.
Hey-lo, friends. Hope you are doing well and you’re ready for this fine Fall week (if you’re in the Northern hemisphere).
I’ve got a challenge and a mystery I’d like your help with, if you please.
This one’s a photo challenge. I picked these cards up at a yard sale at the beginning of the summer, falling in love with their aesthetics more than anything.
The seller said they’re Japanese, World War II era. I think the writing, though I’m obviously no expert, is Chinese.
Any of you like to share with me what these are (they’re all black on the back) and, in the main, what they’re used for? I’m not selling them, by the way.
I picked out several I thought looked very autumnal and that I adore besides.
The box they came in; probably a better clue to those of you who can read the script. Although I believe I’ve placed the white part upside down. Sorry about that!
Your reward? Propagating knowledge! That is to say, many thanks in advance for your guesses or facts.
From the Missouri Botanical Garden’s Chinese Lantern Festival; all taken by me with the Smartphone:
Although alive, this one was fortunately behind glass. (And now the incomparable Ed Yong on a komodo necropsy.)
We are on holiday. Nonetheless, for your viewing and reading entertainment, here are a few phone snaps as we travel the states. I hope you all are enjoying whatever season you find yourselves in.
Not your garden-variety farmer, but a sharkey farmer.
On that #travel note, you might also like to check out Cee’s “Which Way?” photography challenge, which asks for your best photographs of paths, signs, ways, roads, walking trails, tunnels, railways, and so on. Totally unplanned, but I managed to get several pictures that fit the challenge (some not shown here). In addition to seeking your photos, Cee has some intriguing photos of her own this week, particularly a “shadow tree-person” that could easily be used to fuel a fiction-writing prompt.
And remember: “Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one’s lifetime.” (Mark Twain, from Innocents Abroad)
Imagination power! Kid 2 thinks of the Bard (WS LEGO not seen above) as “Shakesbeard” and “Shakesbeer.” Which do you think he would like better?
which-y words flaying, zinging
out like darts in flesh
*Inspired by “what if a much of a which of a wind.” Text here at poem 75.
The play-bow. RIP, big guy.
Ode to An Absent Friend
The red slide of your
back. An arc, bowing willow,
bark tethered to moon.
’Sooth, “Shakesbeard” shall slay them all!
Words flare, sabrepoints.
The Art-Light Game
Light leapfrogs our wall.
Written for the weekly (25 January 2015) Haiku Horizons, keyword “play.”