Sometimes you have to close your eyes to see.
A Wise Man
I’m starting to see patterns. I can write for a while, but when things shut down… they REALLY shut down. Images, on the other hand, are all I can think about right now.
Some ornamental cabbage made up the base of my featured image. It’s been blended, twisted and stroked, and… voila! I can only imagine what will happen when I get my hands on an onion. 😉
It’s goodnight for me now. Sweet dreams everyone!
It doesn’t look like it came from the garden.
Believe it or not, this image was created with cherry tomatoes. Although they’re quite tasty, the photograph was a big bore. After getting a little crazy… our ripe tomatoes on the vine have been transformed… into a brightly colored dress, flowing and spinning as the salsa dancers shake and move across the floor.
Now I just wish I had added some jalapenos.
Petals of white satin guard the stairway. As I make my way up, their feathery ends sway in the wind, draping the earth like a wedding gown train. Pillars of amber rise above the entrance to touch the sky. As I enter and take a seat, I see soft silk brushes, painting the clouds with gold. I am in awe, and then suddenly I realize…
I am home.
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From where I was standing,
I saw beauty everywhere.
The gulls appeared to know me,
As if they recognized my stare.
My mind’s eye scanned the horizon,
Rousing dull shades into vibrant hues,
Melancholy grays,
Into sapphire blues.
Moving quickly,
I traversed the mud and the trash.
I saw snowflakes and crystals,
As I watched the waves crash.
The storm the eve before,
Left puddles, wind, and freezing air…
But on the coast that morning,
Not a surfer,
Nor I,
Had a single care.
—Janet
Inspired by the Word of the Day Challenge: Dream
