Wayzata, Minnesota

Saturday, September 29, 2012

Saturday Centus - Sometimes you bend -


Welcome to another Saturday Centus -
no more than 106 words - any style writing - any photos and
our prompt is

Sometimes you bend - sometimes you break

"Never say never."
Her sweet William wailed, flashing Carnival Fantasy tickets in her face.
He bent over backwards working overtime and picked up odd jobs just for this cruise.
They dreamed of this for years
and their 25th wedding anniversary neared.
Nothing would stand in their way.
Although, being the season for hurricanes naturally a whale of a storm quickly brewed.
Monster winds blew obscenities their way,
and a cruel and merciless Hurricane Joneses hit town- bending
all the rules.
Something stood in their way. 

When it comes to ships in a storm

Sometimes you bend, sometimes you break.

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Sepia Saturday 29- September 2012


Last week one of Alan's themes related to no heads- and this week no feet- it's all about boys and various sports.

So my first photo for today is this combination-

At Rutland, Vermont State Fair
4 - H Club boys tending their cows.
September 1937

A couple of heads, a few feet and lots of behinds!

For some reason Bob Dylan's song-
"Long Time Gone"
comes to mind for  me

My parents raised me tenderly,
I was their only son,
My mind got mixed with ramblin'
When I was all so young-

Daytona Beach, Florida - here are some happy boys-
Bethune-Cookman College and Mrs. Shaw handing out mail to college and NYA (National Youth Administration) students in front of the boys' dormitory.

Look ma, no feet or shoes!

And I left my home the first time
When I was twelve and one.
I'm a long time a-comin', Maw,
An' I'll be a long time gone.

Won't you buy my pumpkin sir?

Farmer's Market in the Bronx 1958 with Mayor Robert F. Wagner buying a pumpkin from Arthur Conklin.  Doesn't mention if they bought any Lima beans at that great price of fifteen cents a pound!

On the west side of Texas,
On the Texas plains,
I tried to find a job o'work
But they said I's young of age.
My eyes they burned when I heard,
"Go home where you belong!"
I'm a long time a-comin'-
An' I'll be a long time gone.

I remember when I's ramblin'
Around with the carnival trains,
Different towns, Different people,
Somehow they're all the same.
I remember children's faces best,
I remember travlin' on.
I'm a long time a-comin',
An' I'll be a long time gone.

How about happy feet, and childhood-pranks and such.

The empty air hung in my head
I's thinkin' all day long.

Hats on, Hats off.

Some appear happy, while others not so happy. According to the photo, some of these boys worked at Warps Spinning Room, while one boy Charles Wuest worked at 43 Brooks Street in a drawing room. The location says, Lawrence, Massachusetts in September of 1911.

As I'm a-driftin' from your view.
I ain't got the time to think about it,
I got too much to get done.
Well, I'm a long time comin'.

A boyhood moment- one thinks of Huck Finn and Tom Sawyer except for those knowing they're just boys from Wisconsin out building childhood memories.

Working boys, seem to carry the expression of "not so thrilled with my days."

Lowell, Massachusetts - October 1911
No feet showing, but they're probably sore, as these boys worked well into the midnight hour as the photo reads.

If I can't help somebody
With a word or song
If I can't show somebody
They are travelin' wrong,
But I know I ain't no prophet
An' I ain't no prophet's son
I'm just a long time a-comin'
An' I'll be a long time gone.

Einstein on the beach with no feet?  Or-

(So this ends Alan's mention with our theme running along the absence of feet as well!)

With a really unbelievable photo of Einstein after this great music video.

Not only feet and shoes, but take a close look at his shoes.
What a fashion statement he's making!
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Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Alphabe-Thursday - Stuck on You


Our letter for Jenny's class today is "S"


I've got this feeling down deep in my soul that I just can't lose
Guess I'm on my way
 needed a friend
and the way I feel now I guess I'll be with you 'til the end
guess I'm on my way
 mighty glad you stayed
(Every man loves his truck)
(every truck loves his man)
I'm stuck on you
 Been a fool too long I guess it's time for me to come on home
(and marry you)
Guess I'm on my way
(to be a family man)
so hard to see
that a man like you could wait around for a woman like me
mighty glad you stayed
 I know just where I'm going
 I've packed up my troubles and I've thrown them all away
'Cause this time little darling
I'm coming home to stay
 (A man and his horse)
stuck on you
(really I am)
can't you see?
 I shot an arrow into the sky and it stuck.
Whoa oh Whoa oh
Baby I'm stuck on you
got this feeling down deep in my soul that I just can't lose

Oh, I'm leaving on the midnight train tomorrow
and I know just where I'm going
I've packed up my troubles and I've thrown them all away
"Cause this time little darling
I'm coming home to stay.

I'll be with you until the end

I'm stuck on you
from the restraints of a corn flake box to this mural
I've got this feeling down deep in my soul that I just can't lose.
Stuck on you, babe.

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Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Thematic Photographic 214 - Grounded



Lost little treasures from yesterday grounded for a life of weathering and want not, as they linger about these tucked away acres, remembering their better days.

Carmi mentioned that while our theme this week is grounded, it probably should contain some ground in our photo.

There actually is ground here, but the entire point to what's grounded in my photo below
is all about what's rising over the ground.

Flood waters.... taken by cell phone,

2010 and about 5:35 in the evening, and we're grounded from access to the lower level where these stairs lead. 

What lurks below the waters?

"Phin, history is filled with false realities.  If we stopped at what we know to be true, we'll never discover that it's actually false.  The Earth would still be flat." - Ethan Cottington. - Memoirs of a Mermaid Book 1

"I must be a mermaid....I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living." -
Anais Nin

Please, these mushrooms aren't for picking!

All the wheels of this wagon are slowly slipping deeper and deeper into the ground.

Belle Plaine Huey
or UH-1H Iroquois
in Belle Plaine, Mn.

No more fly overs, or circling in the air for this Huey as it's grounded on cement.

As a child I feared cemeteries- grown-up I find them fascinating.

If I could give you one key and one key only to more abundant life,
I would give you a sense of your own worth,
an unshakable sense of your own dignity
as one grounded in the source of the cosmic dance
as one who plays a unique part in the unfolding
of the story of the world. - Greta Crosby

Learn this before it's too late.

It's really not so bad to stay grounded here as tree people.  It's the way we were raised.

Oops! Be careful I think the Huey escaped! :)

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Monday, September 24, 2012

The Mag 136 - Who Am I

Welcome to another post for



Once upon a field trip, students were asked- “What was David Salle, the artist thinking, or more importantly what all did he paint within his creation of Flying down?”

Without hesitation one student replied,

If my eyes aren’t deceiving me
I see and feel before me

All shook up

Almost wickedly under a dense canopy of stars there glides a plane
Carrying someone he loves and he's singing

Always, on my mind.

and diamond studs are shining from his white jumpsuit
 He's ever so Charmingly painting upon his easel not one fool
or ghoul so

 Don’t be cruel

Just hear it in the wind- this is
The King of Rock and Roll

Oh yes it is!

He’s just lost his Blue Suede shoes so never you mind!
Even after The King is gone we'll be feeling

All shook up!

Appreciating her student's comment she quickly asked the others, "Does anyone else see this too?"

This is only a portion of the painting "Flying Down" by David Salle
image posted by Tess Kincaid 
The Magpie Tales

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Saturday, September 22, 2012

Saturday Centus - A Cracking Good Time For Mrs. Goodegg

Welcome to another - Flash Fiction - or, could it be a true story?

Jenny, from "Off on my tangent" blog presents to us

by way of me

Saturday Centus  no more than 103 words, any style of writing any photos and the prompt of
"blah, blah, blah!"

Searching for Mr. Rottenegg! By Mrs. Goodegg!

He, was raised inside this luxurious mansion with French doors branching from a balcony which overlooked a garden refined by hand-trimmed borders; while she, reached from the dregs of Skid Row.

...and still, they married.

But she grew weary of his complaints-

She'd respond with, “blah, blah, BLAH!”

Always using his subtle, almost mocking-inflected bitter voice, even after she successfully polishes his striking sixteen-foot high window, and masters her superior diligence of crafting each room with his desired opulence-

He'd still complain.

To which she replied, “blah, blah, blah” and



I'd be very careful - hate to see you pushed off your wall!
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Six Word Saturday - Live Mermaids?


Cate, from Show my face blog is calling for our six words for today!




Let me just say
there will be lots of new heads to meet
that the Queen has not yet chopped off!
Much dirty laundry to be aired
by the lovely outspoken wenches
and plenty of suds and water 
to be felt
and so much Courtly Love
like this lad being hugged convulsively
by their love and dirty water
cascading over him!

It never fails year after year
this is the man I seek out first
the one and only
Tory Seller!

What did he say?

"Did you hear about
Prinerella and the Cince?

Twonce upon a wime there lived a cincess named Prinerella. She lived with her sticked wepmother and her sugly isters.  They made her pine all the shots and shans (you know shine all the pots and pans!) and do all the wirty dirk around the house.
Isn't that a shirty dame?"

It is a dirty shame, but who can we blame?

Beware the most silly of silly is here
waiting for us!

There will be riddles to solve
or just laugh about -

but I heard from two very good sources

there are 

this year

and Twig the Good Fairy
never ever lies.

Of course her majesty the Queen and our beloved King
will be all the rave!
But I'm guessing
live Mermaids
Human combat chess
and fairies and artisan's
will be stealing the show
not to 
mention all 
the delicious food to devour!

Oh yes, tomorrow is going to shine


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Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Alphabe-Thursday Please answer that....



Where Jenny, From off on her tangent" blog puts on Alphabe-Thursday besides her Saturday Centus - flash fiction.

today she's calling for assignments with the letter " R " today.

All things that go ring ....
in the day or night.
The Telephone Booth
A thing of the past?
The Pay Phone
Also nearly a thing of the past.
A rally for
ringing out the truth for
Peace all-a-round the world!
Ringing in the New Year!
Ringing in the
first practical telephone
by Alexander Graham Bell
inside his laboratory Boston, Massachusetts
"Give me a ring."
The Liberty Bell
 an iconic of American independence
The Tower Bell
It's time to get up!
Ring -  Ring  -  Ring
Yuma, Arizona
As a matter of fact yes,
boxing is held in a
"Don't call us, we'll call you."
Form and Function
Ring, ring, ring the bell
and it's ringing at Dolores Park in San Francisco, California
The Gateway Bell
 Did you hear that?  It was the last bell of the day, and class is over
so it's that time again to say
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