Wayzata, Minnesota

Saturday, March 30, 2013

Saturday Centus - 30 March 2013

Photo and "Our fingers entwined like ribbons of light" today's prompt by Jenny at "Off on my tangent blog" for Saturday Centus.

The Moist Tip of Her Tongue

"Our fingers entwined like ribbons of light"
on the day we met.
Our hearts had long been lost
held captive away from love.

Our compassion and wonder buried
and forgotten
on the cold side of night
until you spoke of love.

If only, we had it to do over again.

So much time has gone by 
since that day of first light.
Again I find I've lost my heart.

I feel as though I've turned to stone.
Neither of us content
not by what we had or didn't have.
By what we had become.
My days entwined like memories of light
gone by.

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Sepia Saturday - 30 March 2013

"Look here, Sammy, if this is coffee, I want tea; but if this is tea, then I wish for coffee."

Is it me, or is anyone else feeling a bit under the weather?  As far as moods go?  Not that it's a total doom and gloom world, but something is afoot out there, and it's a tad more than just cabin fever!

SPRING could change all that I just know it!  So, while I'm feeling under the spell of whatever, I'm on theme, without family photos to match Alan's photo (below) yet his theme did strike a familiar beat with me.

Oh so delicious!

While there's nothing better than spending the afternoon sipping tea at an outdoor cafe, or being a gent about town searching for such a sight, I'm thinking there's so much more.  Perhaps, something a bit more intriguing for our thought palette!

Yes, these lovely and totally fashionable ladies are most certainly not, writing the next top ten novel.  Yet, you know they're putting something juicy together; just by the way the lady tipping her head is smiling.

Alan's theme photo points in the direction of coffee drinkers, but also, I see writers.

Whether you call these places pubs, bars, café, or coffeehouses they're still all meeting places, usually.  Waterholes to dampen your dryness.  Sure there are folks that frequent these places to be alone.  Really? Why not just stay home then? 

But, for writers they are meant to be a meeting of the minds.  To share bits and fragments of what stirs their soul.  I once belonged to the Minneapolis Writer's Group, but I wasn't any closer to being published just by being there.

We were fellow comrades that carried words as swords and daggers of numerous chapters to slay any dragon editor tempting our worthy tales.


There will always be folks simply visiting or reading their life away while sipping coffee, and sharing stories.

But, back in the day, (which still exists today) it's a place for writers to mingle and share their life's work, dreams, fantasies, memories... you name it they share it, and spread their desires openly.

Remember Jack Kerouac and the Beat Generation that were very popular in the 50's and 60's?

They started out as a small group of writing friends.  Novelists, Jack Kerouac and John Clellon Holmes were the prominent members, which also included Allen Ginsberg, Neal Cassady, William S. Burroughs, Gregory Corso and Herbert Huncke.  Their group expanded after their move San Francisco adding, Gary Snyder, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Philip Whalen, Michael McClure and Lew Welch.  Do you recall any or all of those writers?

Beginning at bottom left Gregory Corso (cap) Larry Rivers, Jack Kerouac, David Amram and Alan Ginsberg.

So many tales circulate, and stories of woe still follow the "Beat Generation" but I like to remember them for the words they tossed across those tables while sipping coffee and chasing dreams.

Many of us have been caught in their moment-
and still are if we're lucky.

Let me jot that down before I forget it.

I can't believe he brought his typewriter.  Can't he ever leave home without it?

John Steinbeck

"It is a common experience that a problem difficult at night is resolved in the morning after the committee of sleep has worked on it. Time is the only critic without ambition." - John Steinbeck

So many writers, so little time to grasp them all, unless we take the time to uncover them all.

By Shel Silverstein- and his book, "Where the Sidewalk Ends" - "Listen to the mustn'ts, child.  Listen to the shouldn'ts, the impossibles, the won'ts.  Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me.  Anything can happen, child.  Anything can be."

...and then their was that troubled soul, Sylvia Plath.....

She wrote from her heart of hearts.

It seems you don't need to wander far, these coffee shops are everywhere.
(can you spot the telephone sign in this photo?)

Then again sometimes when you've had your fill of coffee, you realize you need a bit more jazz in your step.....

Then why not
enjoy a glass of wine?

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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

Thematic Photographic - Hot Grey/Gray

How does that saying go again?  If you wish it, or will it away, it will take flight?!  Something like that.

When Hot-flashes of color meets grey! More for Carmi's grey theme, to brighten the way.

Just follow the grey paved road!

Lead the way oh great and powerful grey and take me somewhere bright!

The bench reads, Find some time to sit in silence- although, try one without snow.

I really must ask the all great and powerful OZ, why is that white stuff pushing ever so slightly but, still pushing into all my pictures?

Darling, sweet little Dashiell (Dash) at age 3 is already turning grey!  It doesn't have anything to do with his life style, because dear Dash is quite a loved pup and completely spoiled.


On those cold Minnesota days when you only weigh about five pounds, extra heat from the sun and a heater is just the way Dash likes it.

Do you have any grey/gray in your way?

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Tuesday, March 26, 2013

Thematic Photographic - Grey

Carmi's theme this week is something most of us are still living with daily. Even most of our "whites" are showing up grey.

One swallow does not make a spring; neither does one fine day- Aristotle

Or, so it seems lately, because winter just won't go away.

Sunday, in Red Wing was even more grey than I thought it would be.  Yes, the weather crew had promised a bit more snow to fall.  You are looking at the eagle's winter retreat in Colvill Park, which is nestled along the Mississippi River and Colvill Bay.

A very grey colored white snow in this lighting, right?
I know my spirits have been more than grey.
Just what is more than Grey anyway?

Same park in Red Wing the weekend before, and we had sunshine on this day, but still winter persisted, and the following Monday morning brought another snow storm, with heavy winds.

Can you guess what this is?

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The Mag - 161

"Everything we see hides another thing, we always want to see what is hidden by what we see, but it is impossible.  Humans hide their secrets too well."
- Rene Magritte


Not To Be Reproduced - 1937 by the Belgian Surrealist
Rene Magritte
On the day of what he believed to be.
 A Groom's Tale
  He'd dreamt she was his virgin bride, 
before this day
 his perfect daisy heart
yet she
was strung to another.
A mere nemesis to his plight
  you see
he desired no other
that might suit him better.
From the moment 
she first danced the streets
 of his waking life
  she, all freckles and dimples
he knew, he loved her more, than love itself.
"Our truest life is when we are in dreams awake."
Henry David Thoreau
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Sunday, March 24, 2013

Thematic Photographic - Why-te ?

Still zoned into winter mode here! I just had to add one more post for Carmi's White-theme which ends by tomorrow's 7 PM new theme release.

"The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love color most." - John Ruskin

Saturday Centus - 23 March 2013

"There is enough for everyone.  If you believe it, if you can see it, if you act from it, it will show up for you. That's the truth. - Michael Beckwith

Jenny, "From off on my tangent" has offered this photo prompt plus 100 words for our Centus today!

Calling all eggs- Dress rehearsal!

Introducing Holiday-Fashion in honor of Easter arriving fairly soon.


As you can see from my photo above, taken earlier this evening, spring is elsewhere.

My centus for today begins in the pearl of the magical kingdom where only Easter Bunnies live.


If you do not believe in the Easter Bunny stop reading now!

If you are faint of heart you should stop reading.

 The wickedly awful and down right dirty shame of it all
spring has failed to spring
or sprung or craft itself in the manner the
Easter Bunny is accustomed to hopping about in.
All eggs are hereby demanded to report to the kitchen
and ready themselves to become

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Saturday, March 23, 2013

Sepia Saturday 23 March 2013

"A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because all things in nature are dark except where exposed by the light." - Leonardo da Vinci

"If you ask me what I came to do in this world, I, an artist, will answer you: I am here to live out loud."- Emile Zola

From - 1937 Film Version "The Life of Emile Zola"
He was an influential French novelist.

Apparently as rumor has it, Emile Zola was also a behind the scenes photographer in his day.

May I present, Emile Zola taking pictures.


Just look at everything and anything, as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time.

Taken in Washington D.C.

There they sit, two photographers with their trusty hand-held cameras safely in their hands while being perched ever so dangerously on a roof.

I know you are surely beginning to wonder where I'm taking our theme this week?  Out on the edge so to speak.  My time for blogging much too short. 

Not to mention how incredible Emile Zola's quotes have been.  Perhaps you'll agree how fitting his quotes are even today, as you read more of his quotes along the way.

Photographer taking picture of a group with donkey on a crowded beach in Atlantic City N. J.  The card in the lady's hand reads, "I could stay in Atlantic City forever."

Sometimes, you just never know what some folks take to the beach.  But just so you know, there's always a photographer somewhere ready to capture anything.

"I am an artist.  I am here to live out loud."
 - Emile Zola

Herbert E. French proprietor of the National Studio Photo Company posed in his Washington D.C. studio.

It seems wandering through studios belonging to photographers can be rather eye opening into their, subject. 

"Don't go looking at me like that because you'll wear your eyes out." - Emile Zola

Such an odd pose and expression for a cartoonist, wouldn't you say?

Harris and Ewing- Photographer

Posing is Cartoonist Cliff Berryman
"There are two men inside the artist, the poet and the craftsman.  One is born a poet.  One becomes a craftsman."
- Emile Zola
Photographers, by trade or hobby they all have one main thing in common.
The joy of picture taking.
May 1943
Arlington Cemetery Virginia
Unknown woman taking pictures at the ceremony of laying a wreath on the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.
"The past was but the cemetery of our illusions: one simply stubbed one's toes on the gravestones."

Six Word Saturday - 23 March 2013

"When you see things as if you were lost in a shallow pool of truth, swim your way through anyway, and take another look, as if it will be either your first or last sight of it."  

Ever feel like that sometimes? 




Have you ever had a day like that?   Where quietly you repeat over and over to yourself, "It was one of those days....."


ANYWAY!  You'll be glad you did!

BECAUSE!  Life Is Short!
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