Thematic Photographic - 272

"Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark."  Rabindranath Tagore

THEMATIC PHOTOGRAPHIC 

Carmi, at Written Inc. blog is waking our themes to dawn and setting them to ease upon dusk.

My photos were taken last night and this morning. It will be grand, if we are blessed with a burning, evening sky engulfed in roaring rays of orange and reds tonight.  If we are I'll post it tomorrow.

Dawn and Dusk

Dawn begins cold and crisp.

Outside, this window our day begins anew.

As the hands of the clocks tick forward, minute after hour, our day slips into night.

Often times our grey days fall into pale dusk, and electric lights guide our 
evening horizons.


To check out other TP Dawn and Dusk photos go here.

The Mag - 197

"A very single fact could emerge into many versions of truth, depends on the number of eyewitnesses and interpretations." Toba Beta



THE MAG

Photo from the Guardian, eyewitness.  Image for Tess Kincaid's Magpie.

The He Said, She Said, of the Local News

So many twisted views

across every cell,

scorned the editor.

 

Swore seeing white clouds hovering

low over flooded greens of Highgate Golf Club

to sighting

Whitehall Park under siege by gulls and

heavy rains left mass flooding.

 

Predicting, Hitchcock's birds all over again.

Noisy Oystercatchers says one

  GULLS attacking! Swore ten reports.

 

Doomsday havoc

disturbing drivers

pecking at pedestrians

snatching toads

 in mobbing fashion.

 

Large white-headed gulls

these heart-less predators

baiting humans below

with their devilish feeding.

 

Skilled by opening mussels

and preying on one another

stealing and pecking

told in ranges from crows to magpies!

 

How do we report?

139 calls still holding.

So post to wit 

our dear editor prays

whatever sells.

 

Thanks for visiting, and if you care for more Magpie tales go here.

If You Celebrate

St Nicholas Day, did you leave your shoes outside your door last night?

A tradition longed lived since my earliest remembrance of childhood.

 

HAPPY ST NICHOLAS DAY

 

 

 

A Saint Nicholas Day Poem

 

Remember this day as everyday we should

 

Do A Good Deed Today!

 

 

 

 

 

Thematic Photographic - Celebrate!

"The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there is in life to celebrate." - Oprah Winfrey


Carmi, at Written Inc. blog has announced, "celebrate" as our theme this week.


 THEMATIC PHOTOGRAPHIC   

 

Double reward, when we celebrate those we see, only in our thoughts.

 

 

Never underestimate the significance of twinkle lights.

 

Celebrating all my treasures, every single moment.




Celebrate YOU!  Every now and then, when you're out gathering up photos, stop and take one of YOU too!




"Life isn't about finding yourself.  Life is about creating yourself." George Bernard Shaw





Never ever say, No! to a hug!


Don't forget, it's a lot of fun to stop by Carmi's blog at Written Inc. Blog where we celebrate this week's theme.  So let's ring your own celebration here this week.

AND

All celebrating, feeds our hearts, forever! 

Always has and always will, and those simple words, "Look, I made this just for you!"

 

The Mag - 196 - Life Sense

"Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness."  Poppy Z. Brite

Or, some nights are made for exhilaration, of life itself, wouldn't you agree?

For some reason, I feel Tess Kincaid's image this week brings this beautiful, reflecting Angel to life.  How wonderful it is that we have The Mag blog to unleash our thoughts.  


THE MAG

Are there really Angels about us?

Or are they mere reflections of ourselves?

LIFE SENSE

Opposing forces

all about

give me pause.

Am I

a mere reflection

of myself?

Do you see me

or what you want to see?

I'd rather be a merry-prankster,

 than a miserable woebegone.

How about you?

Why ever do we

 spill our worst self

upon another?

When we can ride waves  

that milk the night

and trust the stars?

I'm tired of bearing

 my most vulnerable self,

wedged within lost chapters 

of my untitled stories.

Let's burst out laughing.

I've shed my umbrella of weariness  

that's wandered a distant lane

or two

too achingly embarrassed

to admit being lost.

Scavenger Hunt Sunday - 1 Decemer 2013

If it's something you do, have you located your Elf on a Shelf  yet? 

I'm hoping you have time to check out this week's scavenger hunt from Ashley, at her Ramblings and Photos blog for a new hunt.  For more go here.

SCAVENGER HUNT SUNDAY





Our hunt today is for, Starts with S, texture, a blessing, warmth and I went.


 

Starts with S.

 

See sad, Silly Santa?  Stop, to see Santa smile.

 

 

Texture.

 

 

 

A Blessing.

 

 

Warmth

 

Is knowing what I created this summer will bring much warmth for years ahead.

I Went

Through these doors

..and past here

To view this!

I went there yesterday!

 

 

Thanks for stopping by.  I hope you enjoyed my scavenger view this week.

Six Word Saturday- 30 November 2013

Welcome to Cate's, Show my face blog and her Six Word Saturday.

 

 

ARE WE,
 JUST LIKE THE MOON?

 

 

 Mark Twain thought we were.

"Everyone is the moon, and has a dark side which he never shows to anybody." - Mark Twain

Maybe so, we are just human after all.  But, I've noticed when that annoying, over-bearing little creature known as, our dark side comes a calling, it's my moments surrounded by family, friends and not to forget my animal friends as well, that have just what I need to keep my dark side at bay. 

 How about you?  What keeps your dark side quiet?

 

 

 

Oh yeah, did I mention, a good wine can add a welcomed calmness to life as well?

 

 

Do you have Six Words, about your life to share with us?  The go here.

Thematic Photographic

Into the picture, with a close-up leading the way. 

THEMATIC PHOTOGRAPHIC 

Carmi has selected " in the foreground" for our theme this week.

His theme, and explanation of it, got me thinking.  About how we, the picture taker, have all the power within every single photo, to present things as they are, or perhaps in ways other than what it may actually be.  We arrive with camera in hand, at a place, or time, to gather up all that's around us, and report back by our capture of it.  It's in that simple act, that we gift any onlooker with their own thoughts.  Something is what it is, except for those not able, to see the entire picture.

 

I've heard it said, that you see so much more, in a close-up shot, of something or someone.  It unlocks a mystery behind the photographer's view, and all that it's connected to, and encourages our own perception.  Would you ever guess that the rest of this church might be in complete ruin? 

 

 

 

 

By looking at this photo would you ever imagine hearing giggles, from so many eager faces, all gathered around this happy scarecrow?

 

 

 

 

What ever could be happening?

 

 

Yes, I'll take your hand.  But which one is real and which one is a mannequin's?

 

 

 

 

 

Nature scene 1.  Is this a forest or my own woodland backyard?

 

 

 

A most perfect place to plant a picture frame, wouldn't you agree?

 

 

 

Nature scene 2.  Ah yes, is this a forest, or my own woodland backyard?

 

 

 

 

 

The simplicity and narrow scope of this landscape promotes lines, color and texture, yet the emphasis on the unity and scale of this landscaper's entire creation is left to our own imaginations.

 

 

 

So are you aching to share your own creations of in the foreground? Then by all means hurry on over to Carmi's "Thematic Photographic."

 

 

The Mag - 195 - His Sister?

Why yes, it is, John Singer Sargent's sister, Violet.

He painted her over and over, throughout his life of painting.


"A portrait is a painting with something wrong with the mouth." - John Singer Sargent



THE MAG

Autumn on the River 1889 John Singer Sargent

He, obsessed by Violet, she became the subject in many of his paintings. Reason being, he longed for all the tales she'd spin, upon every stroke of his brush.

NOT YET DAWN

His trees painted pale around her slumped figure.

Serenity echoed in a pearly cloud of summer's end.

These shorter days smudged too soon

with darkness draped all around her,

she shivered alone.

She longed for the soft swish of his brush.

Their dwindling, twilight hours behind, proved
 her wisest hours 

were intensely promised

 and yet to come.

To see other Magpie tales for Tess Kincaid's The Mag, go here.

Scavenger Hunt Sunday - 24 November 2013

I spy something again for


SCAVENGER HUNT SUNDAY


This week for Ashley's, scavenger hunt on her Ramblings and Photos blog we're searching for - horizon, sharp, leather, blue and Diagonal Lines.


Rules are the same - anyone can play, you're encouraged to take five new photos or not, link up here on Sunday or (Tuesday at the latest) leave comments for at least five entries and most of all, have fun.

Let the hunt begin.

Horizon

A sharp-

Sharp Shooter, practicing for his first year of deer hunting!

Ah, such a unique orange leather jacket-

But, what she's really smiling about is her delicious cup 

of Monkey Poop coffee!

I kid you not!

Blue skies, smiling at me, nothing but blue skies will I see-

Purr-fect kitty, MeOw!

Diagonal Lines.

For other Scavenger Hut Sunday photos and posts go here.

Sepia Saturday - 23 November 2013

"Even the most piddling life is of momentous consequence to its owner."  - James Wolcott



SEPIA SATURDAY



In recognition of  John F. Kennedy's assassination fifty years ago, we've been given the theme of posting about momentous moments in life.


Again this week, I'm linking moments from my own family history, with a few of those better known momentous moments around the world.


From my life.

For me, dressing up for Halloween, and experiencing all of the visual displays greeting me while going door to door, was always the best adventure a little girl could ever experience.  Of course candy was an added bonus.

The somewhat gloomy look on my face, wasn't for Halloween but as I remember spending so much time adjusting and readjusting for my mother to snap that perfect photo.   


All of my youngest memories seem to be attached to certain events in my life.  I will always remember that fateful day when President Kennedy was shot.  I was about this age on that horrid afternoon.


HOW I REMEMBER HEARING THE NEWS.

It was a chilly, dark and rainy afternoon in Mason, Michigan and I had just arrived home from school, very excited to play with my dog, Mickey as he always faithfully waited at the door to greet me.  Shortly after we arrived my mother turned on the television to the mayhem on every channel.

My mother was not a fan of President Kennedy, but I still remember she silently wept.


It was indeed a very sad day, and all across the world many wept at the news of such a horrific event which unfolded in Dallas, Texas.  Walter Cronkite's voice from CBS was a daily staple in our lives, but during this time it seemed he was a constant voice.  Hashing and rehashing that day.  This describes what Cronkite announced after the shooting in Dallas.

A glimpse of a happier moment a short while before the tragic event occurred.

SPEAKING OF HAPPIER MOMENTOUS MOMENTS IN MY LIFE

Here is a picture of my sister, Oriana, sitting next to our Christmas tree, while my Daddy and I are proudly showing off our latest building creations, (complete with windmill and aircraft) and please notice my beloved dog, Mickey faithfully next to my feet.


SPEAKING OF AIRCRAFT FOR A MINNESOTA MOMENTOUS MOMENT

An officer wakes up to what he expects (hopes) to be a normal day on the job until he receives the call about something in the air that eventually an aircraft lands on this house in September 5th of 1937 in Robbinsdale, Minnesota.





In our little lives,
very often just a day spent at the beach is highly momentous for our family.

My cousins, Gesine and her brother Jorg, romping about a most inviting Denmark beach.

For a Danish momentous moment


Also, from Denmark, Danish Women granted the right to vote on June 5, 1915.

After nearly thirty years of campaigning, Danish women finally get the right to vote!

Yes, I believe there was dancing in the streets!

ON FIGHTING BATTLES

"THIS LONG LANKY COWBOY, with soul full of laughter, rode out to the world a singin' his tune."

My Cowboy Grandpa, while branding!  For his story that I wrote in a post about him for Sepia Saturday in March of 2011 here.

The End to the Civil War in America

Conclusion to the end of the American Civil War here.

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