Cannon River in Minnesota

Saturday, August 23, 2014

Six Word Saturday - 23 August 2014

Take a closer look in life!

Things aren't always what you see!


For me, I'm off to the Minnesota State Fair today!

Let's hope it doesn't rain!

How about your plans for this day?

"It does not matter how long you are spending on the earth,
how much money you have gathered 
or how much attention you have received.
It is the amount of positive vibration you have radiated in life that matters." 
-Amit Ray

Friday, August 22, 2014

Fireblossom Friday - Lists - 22 August 2014

Are you a list maker?

From the Imaginary gardens and real toads, I present on this lovely, but dreary and gloomy Friday, Fireblossom Friday's post about "Lists" and she's asking us to make a list, and not a word list, but to write a poem with a list in it, or a list that is a poem.

Okay, this could be tricky, or cleverly artful!

What shall my LIST be about?

I know, my upcoming vacation.  As if ten times isn't enough, I'm off to see a Palace made from corn!

and other stuff off the beaten path.

This Year's American Journey

On the road again, a few days out.
Daily progress essential.
Pack only comfy stuff, eliminate fluff. 
Minneapolis to Deadwood or bust.
It's about the places and people I visit.
So many miles of posting traces
from off the beaten paths along the way.
Explore, Native American Heritage to 
famous faces cut from stone.
Detour by way of Badlands Petrified Gardens
before seeing Boondocks 1950's retro complex.
Catch new sights from Falls Overlook but
Must chase the mighty ancient T-Rex 
Before getting drunk on free ice water
in Wall Drug just miles 
from a palace built of corn.
Record voices and capture pristine snaps.
Please old scenic byway
return me fully spoiled!

Alphabe-Thursday - The letter N- News

"If you don't read the newspaper, you're uninformed.  If you do read the newspaper, you're mis-informed." - Mark Twain

Jenny's assignment from, Off on my tangent, is the Letter N.
My post is all about the "News" a should we, or shouldn't we tell what we know?

"News told, rumors heard, truth implied, facts buried." - Toba Beta

Adding to his quote, often hurting people's lives, or businesses, and ample material for copycats.



How much, is too much, to be in the News?

Yesterday, someone shot somebody and the victim was airlifted from the place of discovery.  Although, the media announced where, (complete with a helicopter photo) which may not even be the actual helicopter) and no condition on the victim at this time.  The news also noted the victim's vehicle was discovered at a separate location and the occupant apprehended.

Curious minds can Google the whole story.  I won't be spreading this news, which could possibly damage new business where this victim was airlifted from. 

My question, doesn't it seem once the media announces, and especially when it over-saturates other hateful and vicious acts, (like news from Ferguson, Mo) does it fuel behaviors in others? Does it birth copycats or other lost individuals to act out in more violent manners as well?  

Sometimes, yes.

I was too little at the time to understand, but I recall my parents later telling me that our home state of Michigan was one of the first state's (maybe the only) to ban the movie, Bonnie and Clyde when it first came to town.  Michigan feared it would stir more outlaws.  Maybe my mindset about news stems from having been a Michigander.

Where do we draw the line for, "too much" news in the media?

Happy news, always delightful.  From Forth Worth, Texas, story here.

Artists and musicians in the news is always upbeat and rewarding. Info on photo here.

More worthy news below.

About this photo here.

Of course road construction news is always good news to know ahead of time.

You may remember last week I posted about something in the news.  Am I a hypocrite?  

I think not.  The very act of unearthing a bit of history in the news, especially relating to people from days long ago has to enhance us, right?  After all it preserves and honors what once was. It will forever strengthen our culture.

Please leave your thoughts on the News, in the comments.  For or against!

Thursday, August 21, 2014

Good Fences #22 - 21 August 2014

It's time to show off some fences again!  

Welcome to fences of the Renaissance, and Madrigals and vocal parts, actors, turkey legs, Artisans and so much more.


I couldn't resist shooting some fences at the 2014 Minnesota Renaissance Festival last Saturday.  This year they're celebrating their 44th season so a good number of fences and gates are badly weathered and in dire need of paint.

Weathered and hungry for fresh paint!

Welcome from the Enchanted Forest.

Fairies only!

A mix of old and new wood here.  The Enchanted forest and Secret Garden have only been here for a few years.  

You are now leaving the Secret Garden and this is the last of my Renaissance fences.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Bits of Inspiration - Spirit Nature

Good morning from the Imaginary garden with real toads, and humans on yet another lovely August day!  Hot, humid and steamy, just the way I like it!
Before I get to today's challenge, take a moment to revel in nature, with a few photos below.

"Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it."
- Confucius -

From a bug and other creature's point of view.
"I like seeing people, when they can't see me."

Ah yes, to clip my nails or not?  That is a fine question.
Carefully, very carefully.How to trim your bearded dragon nails video here.

The animal kingdom knows a lot about getting along.

You might guess these alligators are mother and child but they aren't.  The younger alligator is not related and is about two years old here.

"Almost nothing need be said when you have eyes." - Tarjei Vesaas.  From -The boat in the evening.

Our Challenge today is, write a new poem from one of the quotes listed.
My quote from, Susie Clevenger's list is "The frog not does drink up the pond of which he lives." - Sioux


Forever birthing
in song of
using their eyes to swallow
food, making silent chewing spectacles
once they flee.

Unstuck from floating weeds
fleeing water's home.
Tiny feet ring hollow 
from lily pad 
to lily pad
playing follow 
the leader with each other.

Across idle cobblestones
in tune to cricket clicks
tricking spiders 
stuck from swaying webs.
Fireflies overhead
tiny feet retreating steps
wending his way up.

Frogs forever 
croaking spectacles
in some sacred wet place evermore-
into the pale moonlight
for birthing.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

Thematic Photographic - #306 - Shooting Strangers From Afar

What ever could he be thinking?  

is twice the fun.  Later when you go back and see what all you captured!

Shooting Strangers
from afar-

Shooting strangers up close, distant or zoomed in was easy peasy on Saturday! 

Always strange and zany captures at the Renaissance Festival!

Sometimes you stop and sometimes you run!  

From late this afternoon-
Strangers on an afternoon stroll around the lake.

Same lake-
More distant yet-

And lastly but not least-

Monday, August 18, 2014

Open Link Monday With Magaly - 18 August 2014

Good morning from the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, starring-

Open Link Monday, with Magaly.

Love is a many splendorous thing, even when written on the heart sleeves of Edgar Allan Poe, in his poem
Annabel Lee.

Open Link Monday is for sharing a poetic work of our choosing, and today I'm sharing a love poem by this unexpected poet, Edgar.

Annabel Lee
Edgar Allan Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE; ---
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.
She was a child and I was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea,
But we loved with a love that was more than love--
I and my Annabel Lee--
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

My thoughts on his devotion for Annabel Lee --

To Tell The Tale
of His Heart

In a brief
Spring of compassion
they joined by the sea
The sweet illusion of  his love,
his limits of virtue
Loving her was his bondage
his depth of affection 
in a brief
throbbing ravage
unashamed affection
which enraptured and devoured his love,
now fled wildly from his heart
ending in a tomb by the sea.

Sunday, August 17, 2014

The Mag - 233 - 17 August 2014

In ocean lore they say-
The sight of a phantom ship is a portent of doom.

Yell Sound, Shetland 2014 - by R.A.D. Stainforth

Sailed Off To See
'da Wilds o'Yell'

We float above an eerie sense
adrift these rising waves, 
like an endless expanse 
of withered, sunlit cotton fields.

Over yesterday's ancient beach
first birthed by
sands and mud, now turned to rock.
Onward ye ablest captain.

Storm clouds in our reach
weaving shreds of cobwebs
through this balmy island air.
Enticing rumors
of lurking horrors 
and Ghost Ships
upon this never-ending sea.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Sepia Saturday - 241 16 August 2014

Letters home.  Ah yes.

"I like the storytelling and reading the letters, the long distance dedications.  Anytime in radio that you can reach somebody on an emotional level, you're really connecting." - Casey Kasem

It's all about communication.


Post Office in Fort Davis, Alabama

Our theme this week is "Remember to Write that Letter Home!"

So many sorts of situations lurking about the world in regards to sending letters home.

Here are just a few.

Soldiers writing home.  Australian Army Y.M.C.A. in Julis Camp soldiers writing home from their "Y" hunt between 1940 and 1946.

Another view of those soldiers.

Photo by the Archive.

Some letters written for home are incredibly funny!

Soldiers in Texas writing home.  April 24, 1914.

Mail orderlies at Hampton Roads between 1890 and 1901.

British and French prisoners assorting mail.
Between 1914 and 1915.

Between 1940 and 1942.  Writing letters for home.  A day with the tanks in the Western Desert, writing home before their day's work on patrol wearing mosquito nets to keep the flies away.

Six Word Saturday - 16 August 2014



Today is the first day of the Minnesota Renaissance Festival!

See you all there!

Thursday, August 14, 2014

Good Fences # 21 - 14 August 2014

Once upon a time, very long ago, the Brandtjen family farm came to be.

How happy they all were, throughout  their years there and today I'm sharing a few pieces of how their old family farm appears today.  Their traditions live on through so many other families.


The Spirit of a timeless dream.  The spirit lives on today.

Now the Community Center.

Here to greet you are the black rod iron fences or pure white wooden fences all around the old family farm.

From their beginning this all began with a dream to build a farm, a family and a way of life close to nature, and yet have plenty of room to roam and grow.

They even feature nature's shrubbery fence that surrounds this wooden shelter which holds firewood and two picnic tables in the shelter and a fire pit.

This video shows the way the Brandtjen family lived in the beginning.  You'll recognize this barn right away in the video.

There's a community garden located right here.

How about a relaxing swim?

Where memories and traditions are still happening at the Spirit of Brandtjen Farm.

So if you're looking for a new place to live, this might be just right for you.