Beach walk last night.
Prayers (and send money) for people at the earthquake and tsunami site, and that we do not have a new partisan emotionally uncontrolled person on our high court. And for all the people who have been silenced.
Beach walk last night.
Prayers (and send money) for people at the earthquake and tsunami site, and that we do not have a new partisan emotionally uncontrolled person on our high court. And for all the people who have been silenced.
For the Lens-Artist Photo Challenge: #13 Look Up.
Taken last evening as I arrived at chorus.
Distant zoom from the ferry.
For Norm2.0’s Thursday doors.
This traveling door/home/bike and kayak carrier was in Port Townsend. I did not meet the homeowners, but it looks like a lot of fun, doesn’t it? A home on wheels, a shell for people, a traveling kayak carrier…
For Saturday six word stories.
“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,βding-dong, bell.”
Ariel in Act 1 Scene 2 of the Tempest
For Ragtag Daily Prompt: fathom.
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…..
sky
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.
For Norm2.0’s Thursday doors.
Two weeks ago I was visiting family in Dodgeville, Wisconsin. This is an art installation in town and the multitude of doors made me think of Thursday doors! Hoods, too. What day would we choose for hoods? I am afraid that many of the hoods I think of are grim, but these hoods are fine…
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: orange.
They are not as orange as an orange, but orange you glad we went to the Chimacum Farmer’s Market on Sunday?
They were having a fabulous and glorious nap.
Home to the Longette!
Intelligence that is not artificial: we are real.
BLIND WILDERNESS
in front of the garden gate - JezzieG
Discover and re-discover Mexicoβs cuisine, culture and history through the recipes, backyard stories and other interesting findings of an expatriate in Canada
Or not, depending on my mood
All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain!
An onion has many layers. So have I!
Exploring the great outdoors one step at a time
Some of the creative paths that escaped from my brain!
Books, reading and more ... with an Australian focus ... written on Ngunnawal Country
Engaging in some lyrical athletics whilst painting pictures with words and pounding the pavement. I run; blog; write poetry; chase after my kids & drink coffee.
Coast-to-coast US bike tour
Generative AI
Climbing, Outdoors, Life!
imperfect pictures
Refugees welcome - FlΓΌchtlinge willkommen I am teaching German to refugees. Ich unterrichte geflΓΌchtete Menschen in der deutschen Sprache. I am writing this blog in English and German because my friends speak English and German. Ich schreibe auf Deutsch und Englisch, weil meine Freunde Deutsch und Englisch sprechen.
En fotoblogg
Books by author Diana Coombes
NEW FLOWERY JOURNEYS
in search of a better us
Less Noise. More Meaning
Art from the Earth
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Taking the camera for a walk!!!
From the Existential to the Mundane - From Poetry to Prose
1 Man and His Bloody Dog
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