I’m back for another “Daily Gratitude!” Before I start, I have to say that my inner rebel is coming out today. I grew up with the American version—COLOR—and I always feel cheated when I spell it that way. It looks so boring! Who would have thought that a simple little U could offer so much …
They’re coming for us! Swords blazing bright, fight or flight… Get out while you can! It kind of ruins the mood when I try to explain everything, but this Image and Haiku are just too weird to NOT have something to back them up. The base of the abstract is a jungle gym at a …
Dignified hunter,
The dark ruler of the sky,
Wings spread, you’ll fly… high.
I captured this crow in our neighbors tree the other day and decided he was worth the (computer) time and struggle. He was all alone—practicing social distancing I suppose—and we connected for a minute or two before he lifted his wings for this farewell pose and sailed off.
Life is good and God is great!
Drop-ins at the Bay, Laugh and Play Pitter-patter, Welcome intrusion. Last night I decided that using borrowed images, or upcycling my own (which I’ve done here) is about all I can handle at the moment. Besides my old laptop looking tired, programs are running WAY to slow lately. This one’s an old photo from South …
If people could shrink,
Food would last so much longer.
That’s just what I think.
Written for the Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: Shrink & Think
That was a tough Haiku! There was no getting around those two words without using some kind of humor. It’s not my favorite, but it DOES go with the featured image.
I went through my old posts and found an image that I’d forgotten about. It was a photograph of an orange on our tree, and a drop of dew that I caught in the frame. I changed the colors and effects just a bit to make it slightly different from my original. Since the hand I added gives the illusion that the fruit is either very large… or the hand is very small, this Haiku kind of wrote itself.
It’s way too late at night to get into some of my thoughts about the COVID-19 madness. Food shortages are real around here… probably not something to laugh at. It’s hard not to think that us common folk are being manipulated.
But… that’s a another story, for another day.
—Janet
In the Quietus The earth’s music could be heard We stopped to listen In this period of quietus, I’m working on photographs of almost every flower we have in our yard. These are in a pot near the front porch. I was drawn to the splashes of dark pink, and the way they contrast with …
Stars and blossoming fruit trees: Utter permanence and extreme fragility give an equal sense of eternity. —Simone Weil
What a beautiful quote. I thought it paired well with the plum tree blossoms. I saw them all over our baby tree this afternoon, when the sun was shining bright, and I just knew that I had to get out there and do some shooting.
Social distancing is pretty much a part of my life these days thanks (or no thanks) to online classes—but the RAIN we were having did a number on the members of my household. We’ve been a little loopy.
Anyway, I liked the idea of blossoms signifying infancy, because infancy is synonymous with beginnings. Yesterday and today I realized I needed to start fresh on some of my goals. I need to go back to the beginning.
I’m afraid I failed to take my OWN advice when jumping into the New Lifestyle program… it was supposed to be about baby steps. Tiny, barely noticeable changes that would become habits—habits that would slowly build on the next; like a snowball effect.
It worked like a dream in week one, then the next thing you know I’m professing my confidence in “the step counter,” and setting the bar high… at 10,000 steps per day. Well… as it turns out, that was a bit of a stretch. Going from borderline couch potato to fitness guru does not a small step make!
Enough crying and blubbering. I’ve looked it all over and have restructured the plan. My goal for the next two weeks is 5,500 steps per day. That’s 1000 over my daily average and it’s small enough to actually DO.
So… my new beginning starts tomorrow; New Lifestyle, New Me in its infancy. I like that.
Thank you for reading! I hope you found something useful or entertaining here, and I hope you enjoyed the image. Those plum blossoms are macro for sure—they’re barely the size of a dime. It was difficult to get them all into focus, hence the dramatic effects.
