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Button Sunday
Sometime back in the Paleozoic Era, I went to an Eagles concert. It was already a happy audience, but it exploded into a writhing mass of joy when Joe Walsh began “Life’s Been Good.”
I thought of that moment Saturday when I looked at the car ahead of me.
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Now with bonus puppy! I went by Scout’s Honor’s adoption event today and couldn’t resist getting a shot of this cutie pie to accompany today’s poem.
P.S. For those playing along, I made “been” out of “be” and “men” if you’d rather use those words.
Windows, No. 18
I was taking some photos off my cell phone when I found this one. I don’t even remember shooting it. This particular Nordstrom window, which I’ve shown a couple of other times on my LJ, was the inspiration for a scene I wrote in Someone Like You. You never know what kind of place will find its way into something you create.
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Photo Friday, No. 233
Current Photo Friday theme: Self-Portrait 2011
Holding a kit of Magnetic Poetry words, since that’s this year’s project.
Taken with iMac’s Photo Booth and altered in Flickr using Picnik.
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For those playing along, I made “don’t” out of “do” and “want” in case you’d rather use those words.
A little something for you
Our poor lilies and elephant ears are looking damn sad today after the freezing temps last night. Every botanical that could be moved is cold but safe in the garage. And we’re expecting the plumber because we had a pipe fatality on the back of Tim’s apartment.
But this little rose was looking jaunty and hopeful even after a dog knocked it to the ground, so I thought I’d share it with y’all. That vase is one I gave my parents on their twenty-fifth wedding anniversary a loooooong time ago.
Even though my toes are cold and I may have to sell an organ to pay Guinness’s vet bill, I’m reading stories about Cyclone Yasi in Australia, the violence breaking out in Egypt (and found out one of my friends has family in Cairo), and I have family in the Midwest who’ve been without power (and heat) since last night. So I’ve got nothing to complain about and hope to hear good news from everyone soon.
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Here is my inferior attempt to pay homage to one of my favorite poems, Elizabeth Bishop’s The Fish.
