JP The Wide Eyed Wanderer has tagged me to tell a story about this breathtaking photo she took last year. Like the ball bouncing over the lyrics to a song so does the butter ball hover over the song that is the Grand Canyon. I’m not tagging anyone to write a story, but if you…
Category: nature
Weeping Willow
Winter’s ice cubes cling, infesting willow branches that twist, snap, and fall. A picture can’t do this justice. The tree is massive and so is the limb that fell. Below are a couple photos of the pine tree also in the yard. Other parts of the country are used to ice storms, but we aren’t. …
dVerse — Haibun Monday — 2/4/19
Kim is the host of this week’s Haibun Monday at the dVerse poet’s pub. Kim says: For this week’s Haibun Monday, write about solitude: it could be meditative solitude, solitude in nature, or just plain old sitting alone in your room solitude. That’s up to you. But you should write no more than three tight…
d’Verse Quadrille to Winter’s Pheasant
Mish is the host of tonight’s d’Verse and gives the following prompt for tonight’s quadrille: So I give you the word “steep” to infuse into your poem of 44 words. Steep drifts shelter the pheasant outside my window. He stares in at the greenery and wonders at the mirage of summer. * I…
Night Waltz
image link Fandango’s FOWC is pair, and the Word of the Day Challenge is waltzing. The other night while fast asleep faire music did I hear I pinched myself to be assured no dream it was ’twas clear I stumbled groggy from room to room all was as it should be I looked outside…
Colder than a….
Yesterday quite a bit of snow fell. Enough where I trudged out to the garage to pull the snowblower out. Imagine my disappointment when it refused to start. I looked for the snow shovel and found it moved out with the ex. So…. I took the flat shovel and got out to where the plows…
Wolf Blood Moon Eclipse Plus…
I started taking these at 11pm and about every 15 minutes. The last one was at 11:40. It’s 11:52 right now and it is a dark red/rust color not showing up on the camera. The creamy goddess slowly pulls up her red shroud while we watch in awe. * The following offering was done using…
