Playing With Trees
Do you sometimes look at a photo and it just says to you, “PLAY WITH ME.” NO? Oh. ; ) Photo Credit: This picture was taken by my mom, I just played around with it!
Do you sometimes look at a photo and it just says to you, “PLAY WITH ME.” NO? Oh. ; ) Photo Credit: This picture was taken by my mom, I just played around with it!
Children… are not quiet beings. They laugh, they talk, they giggle.. they argue and crash and bang and boom. And they have noisy toys. They click and they squonk and they beep. Noise itself doesn’t bother me. Too much noise, too loud noise and most of all REPETITIVE noise really …
Good grief! That’s the way the I’m taking this week’s Popinjay photo prompt, “grief.” I don’t know that I’d have a picture for a serious kind of grief anyway, but I know that it’s not where I’m going. Not today. Today I’m going to show you a picture of something …
Monkey this in boyish skin Fearless explorer he Worries naught about the ground below Or inevitable gravity Ten feet off the ground, more! Mother’s heart bracing Fighting self, and letting go of “certain” calamity Tasmanian Devil, his pseudonym Casually questions, “Momma- Can tasmanian devils climb?” She doesn’t know. But this …
The sun was going down, I guess it was mostly down because I couldn’t really see it anymore. I hadn’t been paying attention. This time of year is kind of confusing because my body has adjusted to the later sunsets of the summer. There was so much light in the …
Domestic: a warm, apple pie or a freshly ironed shirt? A nicely decorated room or a freshly scrubbed bathroom? What does domestic look like to you? What are the things that make you feel domestic? I told Karina yesterday that I much prefer the “fun” side of domestic: the decorating, …