This weeks prompt – MUSIC (self-portrait)
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TELL: When I hear music I either sing or dance…and seeing the prompt this is the exact vision I had in mind…those symbols are hand drawn by me onto my feet for this challenge 🙂
“While I dance I cannot judge, I cannot hate, I cannot separate myself from life. I can only be joyful and whole. That is why I dance.” ~Hans Bos
[flickr id=”6097566204″ thumbnail=”small” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”]Used to daydream in that small town. Another born romantic that’s me. But I’ve seen it all in a small town. Had myself a ball in a small town. ~John Mellencamp
I used to hate it.
I couldn’t go anywhere without seeing someone I knew.
The grocery store. The library. The doctors office.
Everywhere.
It was annoying. Invasive. Like the whole world was spying on me (the adults at least…they all knew my parents).
Now it’s 20 (*gulp*) years later. I have left the state (living in 3 other states over 5 years) & returned. I now live 2 towns away from where I went to high school.
Once again I can’t go anywhere without seeing someone I know.
Driving down the road. The gas station. The drug store. The grocery store. The park.
Just today Angel & I went to the park and I ran into someone I knew. Haven’t seen her in over five years – she’s since been married & had a child. We worked together for a brief time.
The other day I went to the grocery store & saw Riley’s teacher & an old neighbor all in the same visit.
The other week I went to the drug store and ran into my favorite high school teacher.
Now I love it.
I appreciate it.
Knowing that even 20 years later you can see familiar faces. You can look people in the eye and smile and know them.
I like that my kids will grow up here.
That they will have the same love/hate relationship with it that I have.
All taken w/ Canon Rebel XS.
Well I attempted to do Scavenger Hunt Sunday too this week. However, I only got half of them done, so you get those and my other fav’s for the week :). I took a small nature walk (on the hottest day, in jeans. Ugh) to try to get a ‘sun’ shot and managed it…plus a few others.
Yum-o-licious
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Ready for my Closeup
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In the Glow of the Sun
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Remnants of the Summer’s Blooms
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Perched
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Dyed & Ready
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Pre-Race & Annoyed With the Camera
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Hauling Ass
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You can find more pictures over at my flickr account.
That’s all for this week. Head on over to Lotus‘ digs to see more!!
And after far too long a delay I’m back into the 100 Words challenge. It feels good to be using my writing blog again. Writing Challenges will be more frequent I hope. As well as actual blog posts as I begin the writing process again with some new novels – and continue the editing process on the old ones.
Now, onto the challenge for this week. The prompt word was Depth and the first thing it triggered was the phrase ‘depths of madness’…and so I ran with it to bring about this submission.
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All that’s left is a thin strand.
All that ties me to the now.
You are not enough to keep me here, you never were.
You can’t turn off the chaos all around.
Tomorrow the sun won’t rise.
Tomorrow I may not either.
Yesterday is dead and gone.
Yesterday will never return.
Death couldn’t save me.
Death runs from me.
Meant for suffering.
Meant for damnation.
Don’t you hear them too?
Don’t you even care?
Down I sink into the dark.
Down into the depths of madness.
Never will I see the light again.
Never to be saved from me.
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Please, visit Velvet’s site to check out other more worthy entries…
[flickr id=”6083043811″ thumbnail=”medium” overlay=”true” size=”small” group=”” align=”left”] I knew he’d do me proud.
That was never in question.
But right out of the gate.
First meet of the season.
He blew me (and everyone that knew him) away.
He paced himself well.
Drafting behind another kid.
Then at the end hauled ass like you wouldn’t believe (see picture).
Pulling in 6th place overall.
4th on his team.
A final time (in the 1.9 mile race)…
Of 12 minutes, 12 seconds!!!!!
That is an entire minute than his best ever time.
His best placing ever.
The kid is a rocket.
And ready to roll the rest of the season.
He made me proud.
Okay, he made me cry – but I didn’t embarrass him by blubbering all over him.
Best.Race.Ever. Until next week 😀
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P.S. Can I tell you how hard it is to photograph when you’re screaming your heart out for your kid?