Overcoming Bloglessness


Morton’s Fork

Daily Prompt If you had to choose between being able to write a blog (but not read others’) and being able to read others’ blogs (but not write your own), which would you pick? Why? via Morton's Fork.

Morton’s Fork

To blog or not to blog;
that is the query.
Reading, writing,
either way
Our butts are sedentary.


Graffiti Under the Bridge

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Spray paint artists have expressed themselves all over the old bridge.
I solarized and intensified the colors and flipped it to make it harder to read, but you can still find a vulgar word in the paler version.


I wish I could make it bigger, but I lost the original and these edited versions won’t enlarge for reasons beyond my ken.

Weekly Photo Challenge   Express Yourself.


Bucolic Plague!



A word of caution to tourists: Keep your windows rolled up when driving through the countryside to avoid contracting the bucolic plague.

The first symptom is mooing out the window. See a doctor if you or a loved one exhibits this symptom.


Daily Prompt

Sounds Right This is clearly subjective, but some words really sound like the thing they describe (personal favorites: puffin; bulbous; fidgeting). Do you have an example of such a word (or, alternatively, of a word that sounds like the exact opposite of what it refers to)? What do you think creates this effect?

via Sounds Right.


Weather Moods

Daily Prompt Climate Control.
How does the weather affect your mood?

Dark, dreary days can make me feel gloomy and bored; especially if it’s too dark out to take pictures.  Why go outside if you can’t take pictures? I’ll just stare at the computer or the television and be inert.

Unless there’s a rainbow. Rainbows perk me up.

On bright, snowy days, even if it’s below freezing outside, I feel ambitious.  I can’t wait to get out for a walk or to shovel snow; anything to burn some calories and get some sun. 018

Unless it’s windy. Wind makes my ears ache and my nose runs and my eyes water so I can’t see the birds and I can’t see to take pictures. I don’t like windy.
When it’s windy and sunny I’m tricked into thinking It’s nice out and I start making outdoor plans, until  I see the grasses bending flat down and and the windicator standing straight out. Wind makes me crabby.

Hang on little buddy!

Hang on little buddy!

Unless it’s a dust storm. When the farmer’s freshly furrowed dirt is blowing away in clouds and the wind is howling  it’s kind of exciting. I like to hunker down and watch a storm; as long as I don’t have to hang wet blankets over the windows like they did in the dust bowl days.
Hot weather makes me feel lethargic and lazy. Hot weather drives me to drink.

On perfect spring days like today I want to be outside all day; working or playing, it doesn’t matter which.  I can’t sit here, in front of the computer when skies are blue.  That would be a waste of sunshine.

Therefore, I bid you a fond adieu.