For the Daily Prompt: fluff.
I took this at Lake Matinenda, in Ontario, Canada, summer 2015.
For the Daily Prompt: fluff.
I took this at Lake Matinenda, in Ontario, Canada, summer 2015.
I took this in the early morning at the Northwest Maritime Center.
For the Daily Prompt: gratitude.
I am full of gratitude this morning, for friends, for love, for living near the water and the boats. My daughter was home for college this summer teaching sailing at the NW Maritime Center to children who were here visiting and to children who live here. She says that some of them had hardly been in a boat before. If one child got scared in the pair out in sailboats, they might get others scared and crying. Still, she felt that they had enough staff and good training and were very safety conscious in this cold water.
One week half the kids said that their favorite thing the whole week was when one of the instructors went overboard. Honestly, he was pretty cold after that but learned to bring extra clothing.
My daughter took the Level One Sailing Instructor Course in Seattle before she started teaching. The instructors here at the Maritime Center got to know each other and work as a team.
The small land pirate ship is on the water side of the Northwest Maritime Center and is popular all summer, during the Wooden Boat Festival and for the younger Messing Around in Boats program in the summer. Small pirates ho! Gratitude for imagination and cameras and play and the sunrise and sunset.
For the Daily Prompt: orange.
This is also taken on the Poulsbo Photowalk: http://worldwidephotowalk.com/walk/poulsbo-art-walk/.
I know it’s October, but fall and orange make me think of my sister’s poem: September is hers. Here: https://everything2.com/title/September+is+hers. I miss my sister, cancer took her further away at 49.
For the Daily Prompt: orange.
I took this during the Poulsbo Photowalk: http://worldwidephotowalk.com/walk/poulsbo-art-walk/.
I propose a quiet week.
I propose a week off.
No twitter.
No video.
No tapes.
No attention: that is, a week where we do not mention He Who We Are Tired Of.
We don’t read the twitter
the tweets
the discord
the insults
the stunts
the anger.
We interview the laundry worker at the White House.
“How are things?”
“Quiet. Today we are bleaching.”
“Wow, those sheets are really white.”
“Yes. They are.”
We interview a gardener at the White House.
“How are things?”
“Quiet.”
“Any problems?”
“There is a mole in the South Lawn.”
“Wow. Is that a problem?”
“Not really. Someone could step in a hole and hurt an ankle.”
“Are you using poison?”
“Oh, no, that wouldn’t be nice. We’ve done research and a live capture will move her to a really beautiful meadow in Alexandria. The owner likes moles. We send some South Lawn dirt along to keep her from being upset. We’re been very successful with this program, no complaints.”
“None have come back?”
“The bridges are a bit much for moles. They haven’t tried though, they usually find Alexandria quieter. The Easter Egg hunt is a bit stressful for moles, all those crowds.”
“That’s great! How wonderful.”
“Yes, all quiet here. I love my job.”
“Well, that’s the White House and Washington, DC update for today. Tomorrow we talk to a congressional window washer. They have an amazing view!”
For the Daily Prompt: trademark.
For the Daily Prompt: brave.
I took this in 2010, at a synchronized swim meet. These are very young swimmers, yet each girl is being lifted by three others, who are lifting only by swimming. They may not touch the bottom. It takes enormous amounts of practice and teamwork.
I hope that more women speaking up and saying “Me too” and refusing to tolerate the Weinsteins and all of the others will change the pattern.
Strong girls and brave women.
For the Daily Prompt: risky.
I took this September 2015, at the Great Port Townsend Bay Kinetic Sculpture Race. The human powered vehicles must go on land, in water, and through a mud bog….
For the Daily Prompt: loyal.
I am thinking of the men working with the Weinstiens and the Cosbys. They might have heard a rumor, but they ignored it? Women are free to speak up if there is a problem?
No, gentlemen, actually women are only “free” to speak up if they are rich and in massive groups.
Otherwise, we are dismissed, silenced, disbelieved and ignored.
For me, it was at age 7. Are you going to say I was dressed wrong? I was too sexy? I should not have been alone with him? It’s my fault?
The water is beautiful and reflects the sky. What do you think is there beneath the surface in the depths?
For the Daily Prompt: cloaked.
each leaf
each person
each heart
each cell
each molecule
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