Home Grown Talent

We were thoroughly entertained last week when we attended the local dance recital. There was everything there from little girls dressed in Scottish kilts to the high school seniors showing off their physical prowess.

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She looks like she is flying, doesn’t she? Grace and agility – definitely something I admire.

For the Weekly Photo Challenge: Admiration

Hoar Frost Obsession

It has just been one of those weeks. I am feeling a little like the flies that are crawling out of the crevices of my house – slow, sluggish and dim-witted. My brain is covered in a dense fog that I can’t seem to shake. As such, I have been trying to sleep it off and relax a little bit more. I didn’t get a chance to post these pictures last week for The Weekly Photo Challenge: Seasons, but I will do so now, just so I can share with you an obsession of mine.

It all began with a drive.It appeared as though the land was dusted with diamonds, the way the hoar frost had created ice pellets that glittered in the snow. When we arrived at our destination I took these two pictures:

Perhaps this is just something that I took for granted – this accumulation of condensation on the trees in the winter time. Sometimes, I think, that without my camera lens, I wouldn’t be so inclined to investigate things a little more closely.

And sometimes it grows in the middle of nowhere…

 

Whatever the case, I am happy to have this hobby, as it always brings to light some of the intricate beauty that is around me.

Happy Sunday everyone. Enjoy the rest of the weekend.:)

 

B-day Drama Timeline

FADE IN.

INT. KITCHEN – EARLY MORNING

       Mother and daughter are standing by the counter, making a cake. There is a generous amount of flour sprinkled across the counter, on the floor, in the daughter’s hair. The phone rings just as they place the cake into the oven.

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Looks pretty, doesn’t it?

MOTHER

It’s aunty, it’s for you…

The daughter ignores the mother’s request to take the phone and proceeds to run laps around the house, arms extended like an airplane. Mother continues to talk on the phone until the timer for the cake goes off. Simultaneously, the daughter comes out of the bathroom with her pants around her ankles.

DAUGHTER (bending over)

I pooped mommy, see?

The mother visibly hesitates between the call of the timer and the white tush jutting out before her. The poopy bum wins.

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Looks overdone, doesn’t it?

 

INT. – MIDDAY

Mother is standing by the patio doors watching swirls of white snow slap against the window and turn to ice. Grandma enters the house, wiping the snow off of her shoulders.

GRANDMA

Oooh, it’s really storming out there. I had to pull over three times  to scrape the ice off of my windshield.

CLOSE UP OF THE MOTHER, WORRY ETCHED ON HER FACE.

MOTHER (internal dialogue voice over)

Nobody’s going to show up! Why didn’t I check the weather! Who schedules a birthday party during a fricken storm! I should phone them, tell them not to come. I should reschedule…

Just as she is about to pick up the phone, another vehicle pulls into the driveway…


There you have it. My attempt at participating in The Weekly Photo Challenge: Life Imitates Art.  by trying to recreate a single day into a screenplay.?? Everyone did show up, albeit later than expected. The cake was overdone and dry. Do you know how the secret to salvaging a slightly overdone cake? With some really kick ass frosting! A very special and heartfelt THANK YOU to Lynn for helping to save my tush on that one.

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Seriously was very tasty with all that icing 🙂

Smokey Sun

This photo was taken on August 24, 2015. Fires were raging hundreds of miles away. The wind currents  brought the smoldering fumes towards us.  I remember stepping outside that morning and the smell of burning wood was so strong that I thought the fire was in my backyard. I was surprised that evening by how much of the sun’s glare was diluted by the smokey haze.

For The Weekly Photo Challenge: Circle

Let a familiar shape inspire you