Category Archives: water

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badger

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: smirk.

Visiting friends in Wisconsin in August, we were taken on an evening quick tour of the University of Wisconsin, Madison. There are multiple decorated statues of Bucky Badger on campus. Is the expression a smile or smirk or serious?

I’m a badger too.

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slippery

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: slippery.

The front rocks at the lake slope down into the water. The rocks are terrifically slick when it first rains.

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They are also slick when we try to step into the lake to swim.

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We invented a new way to get in this year. On the edge of the water, go forward a bit and then…

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slide in….

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twilight

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: crepuscule.

Honestly, my brain wants to mix it up with corpuscle. The poet part of my brain wants to play with both words and is thinking about creepy twilight stories more appropriate to next month. With characters wearing crepe, creeping around, carping about corpses. This is sounding more and more like a Charles Addams cartoon.

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Mundane Monday #176: bones

For Mundane Monday #176: bones.

This is from the National Mississippi River Museum and Aquarium, in the Port of Debuque, Iowa. We had eight people in two vans, age range from 8 to 75, and drove there from Wisconsin. It was really excellent and something for everyone. A DiVinci exhibition, live alligators, this alligator snapping turtle skeleton, river boats and history.

What bones inspire you? The snapper was about four feet long, beak to tail, and the jaws and beak is very impressive. I’ve seen a pair of live ones in the wild on the outer banks of Virginia.

Link or message your Mundane Monday bone contribution and I will list them next week.

From Mundane Monday 175: line up:

KL Allendorfer finds lines in nature and …. frogs.

 

 

 

 

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full fathom five

“Full fathom five thy father lies;
Of his bones are coral made;
Those are pearls that were his eyes:
Nothing of him that doth fade,
But doth suffer a sea-change
Into something rich and strange.
Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
Ding-dong.
Hark! now I hear them,β€”ding-dong, bell.”

Ariel in Act 1 Scene 2 of the Tempest

For Ragtag Daily Prompt: fathom.

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sky

For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: slapdash. I can’t think of a photograph of something I want to call slapdash. It feels judgemental today, unless it’s something of mine, and that feels vulnerable. And then I start thinking about the sky…..

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Is this a careless sky?

Were the angels in a hurry when they painted it?

Did the clouds come out as heaven wanted?

There is nothing slapdash about the sky.