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I am finally ready to draw this tale to an end and so have begun its final walk. Here is an excerpt in my new space. You can read my words Here.
PS. I hope you have a fantastic #free48!
New post in my new space. We had a great weekend with an unexpected Bird Day! Follow the link to read about it and see my photos. Hope everyone had a terrific weekend. 🤗💕
Come and get it!
This post is brought to you by Linda Hill’s SoCS prompt for today, “nuts”. Visit her blog page for the rules and link to other great posts!
And if you need a beer and some time talk , stop by Dan’s place. The bar is serving up some new appetizers!
These are older images that called for a revisit with today’s prompt. Happy #free48 everyone!
“Where?” I ask, holding my breath and my macro lens in anticipation of something wonderful.
He points to something among the tomato leaves. I see a fine wisp of silk gently swaying but nothing else.
”I can’t see anything,” I repeat, moving carefully closer and raising the lens just in case.
“Just below my finger here,” he places his finger slightly closer with a careful instruction as to what leaf I should be looking at. “She has a yellow marking,” he adds.
With each of our movements she scrambles protectively and I up my stealth meter.
“Ah! I see her now,” I whisper, relieved and excited by yet another miraculous minuscule inhabitant in my little garden. Snap. I take a photo, just in case she disappears into miniature oblivion before I can manage a better shot.
She does have yellow markings! If I can just get close enough without alarming her spidey senses….
Yes! She will pose for the crazy camera lady. Her mother must have warned her of the perils in living here.
’You must be brave,’ she advised, ‘and always look your finest. This could be your chance to shine before all the world and to change the hearts of humans towards our kind. I shall always be with you, little one,” the mother’s voice faded into the blue as her tiny creation floated away on the silken strand of separation.
“Now, I must be inconspicuous,” the tiny one reminded herself. “Just blend in and be singularly magnificent.” She took a deep breath and began weaving….
unobtrusive, camaflouged, concealed, hidden, indistinct, insignificant, low-key, ordinary, plain, quiet, retiring, secretive, shy, subtle, tenous, modest, unassuming, unemphatic, unostentatious..
With unobtrusive brilliance she was born,
on an unassuming cloudless Summer morn,
her presence cleverly concealed
as her mother sought to shield
her tender newness.
She camaflouged the nest
and delivered her bequest
to the plain and modest few
that she barely even knew.
”My children,” she delivered
as they blinked and softly shivered,
”You must leave, I cannot follow
for my path leads to the hollow.”
(she looks to the soft earth)
”Keep yourself concealed
and soon shall be revealed
the wonder of your unimposing
walk through Mother’s world.
Although you be discretional
you’ll surely be exceptional
as long as you remain
unnoticed, unseen, plain.
But when She comes,
who has the eye
to see your beauty
by and by,
do not run!
Stand as brave as she
and as unimposing be
to share an ordinary
glimpse of life’s perfection.”
Then they floated out of sight,
unnoticed, to their plight
like dust drifting through the air
to their future,
who knows where…
Cheryl KP copyright
Today’s post brought to you by Linda Hill’s SoCS prompt
This touching scene from one of my favorite children’s books put to film says it all…
Today’s prompt was the word where.
Use it to begin the post and for bonus points end the post with it as well. Visit Linda’s blog for more great prompts and the chance to meet some amazing bloggers.
If you’re thirsty, hop over to the bar today and chack out Dan’s world. His recent project is turning out quite nicely!
I love the weekend. Not just because I don’t have to get up before the sun, force myself to face the shower and go to work, but because of all the wonderful opportunities these 48 hours afford me.
I usually start my weekend with coffee on the back porch, phone and camera at the ready, just in case something miraculous comes along. As usual there was no shortage of such miracles today and perhaps I will share more of them later.
The other great thing about weekends is that I have the chance to work on my creative projects. Since I work out of our dining area which faces the back porch, I can still watch for little surprises now and then.
This afternoon brought one such unexpected delight. We usually see Zippy, our resident chipmunk, or one of his relatives and descendents darting across the yard or hanging near the edge of the porch just daydreaming; but by the time I grab my camera the visitors have disappeared. Today I was stealthier than my little friend, or perhaps he was just distracted by hunger and determination. Either way I managed to photograph his little adventure.
In a flash he was off into the bushes again. And we have solved the mystery of the smashed leaves on our plant from time to time.
I just can’t get past the cuteness, even though he looks like a fancy rat. 😉💕
I hope you find whatever thrills you and fills you this weekend.
Glorious, coveted, revered, taunting, waiting and flaunting all its promises of release, relief, reprieve, retreat, reverence and rejuvenation.
But more than this, Today is unique, not yesterday or tomorrow, but 24 hours of now with all its possibilities. Try to look around and find the very moments that make up this day and savor them.
Magic and wonder are found in the most unexpected places.
It is starting out very happy for me, or at least not as distressing as my week began. And I believe I have my media space problem in a manageable place. Yay!!
I have been working on freeing up some space. Just a test to see how I made out. If you see an image here, we may have a bit of hope. SO glad tomorrow is Friday. What about all of you? Think I will try to find a door…..
I still have some kinks to work out but I may be on to something. Oh yeah this was a favorite doorway from one of the plantation ruins in Florida. I miss our little adventures there. Oh, yeah, and all the sunshine. 🌞
The featured image is of the doorway to Ponce de Leon Lighthouse in Ponce Inlet, Florida, one of my favorite weekly destinations while living there.
Peace, love and #Free48 everybody!
As we hustle through life, often barely acknowledging the things that come and go in our daily vistas, it would bode well for us to make an effort to stop and peer into the face of the familiar often ordinary seeming wonders of this world. The things that are constnt and yet so often overlooked could disappear tomorrow, never to be seen again. What grandeur would we miss then!
Perhaps you think me plain
and every Spring I seem the same,
a lowly blossom in the grasses
not as grand as other lasses-
Rose, Camelia, Gardenia, Rhodedendron, Lily!
How I pale before their light.
But if you come a little nearer
and peer into my face…
In a moment I can erase
you can borrow
and in its place
leave your burdens here.
Just a closer look, you see,
and everything-not only me,
will reveal the magic that abounds
in each miracle that surrounds
Take the time to see
the beauty that is me,
Each shadowed line
and crease defines
I have become.
that beat with hope
as our minds grope
for lucid thought
in a world so fraught
I see you,
beautiful and perfect.
Cheryl KP copyright words and images 2019
With Spring finally rousing herself from deep slumber, I am inspired to use my macro lens, even if it is just the one for my phone. Someday, perhaps, I can afford the luxury of a macro lens for my camera. Every time I try to buy one, the techs at the camera shop talk me out of it. 🤔
Happy #Free48 everyone!
My soul soars with childlike glee
while every bush and sleeping tree
yawns with fresh humility
before the light that magically
wipes away gray dormancy
transforming with pure ecstasy,
its palette filled abundantly
with Spring’s unique majesty.
I hold my breath!
Lest jealous Death-
Old Man Winter’s anarchist-
arrange a final chilling tryst,
her miracles to strip and crush
even as the soft pink blush
warms sweet Camelia’s face
and leave instead to take its place-
but shrivelled hope.
The bitter sting
of lovely Spring
in her tracks.
Don’t tarry as our hearts quiver,
noses run and bodies shiver.
We wait in silent anticipation
for Summer’s warm emancipation,
our toes to curl in golden sands,
and fireflies snagged by expert hands
as sultry sunset tints the blue
in orange, rose and violet hue.
I see your skillful hand
as you stitch the canvas
of the land-
so richly grand
why he is jealous.
Copyright words and images 2019
I have been so inspired by Spring’s slow, jerky arrival and so hopeful for new opportunities. Creative juices flow this time of year and last weekend I made this little light catcher. It cheered me so that I kept it for myself and hung it in my bedroom window where the light at sunset falls just right.
Happy #free48 everyone! Celebrate Spring and do check out Linda’s page for today’s prompt and rules. Today’s word prompt was cele-