It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
— Great Expectations by Charles Dickens
In response to this week’s Daily Post Weekly Photo Challenge, I’d Rather Be…
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Peace . . .
One of the things that attracts me to vintage and antique things is they have stories, and even if I don’t know the stories, I make them up.
–Mary Kay Andrews
There is something clean and new about the lacy icicles, but long after they melt, the abandoned concrete plant will still be standing.
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Peace . . .
Each person does see the world in a different way. There is not a single, unifying, objective truth. We’re all limited by our perspective.
— Siri Hustvedt
What is the truth? A peculiar out-of-this-world specimen of vegetation, or the soft frond of a house plant? Exercise your perspective and see things in a new way . . .
Peace . . .
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“To be well married you have to have a penchant for the intricacies of intimacy and larval change..If the personality is a spider’s web, you will want to know every thread…Pleasures no longer come to you, but there are pickings to be had if you can learn to scavenge for them”
— Hanif Kureishi, The Body
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The ring bearer’s pillow pictured above exhibits the Norwegian art of Hardanger. Even weave fabric, cut between series of satin stitches, creates intricate open designs. I made it in 1982 at the age of 21.
I haven’t done this Weekly Photo Challenge in a while and I’ve missed it.
Peace . . .
Little moments can have a feeling and a texture that is very real.
. . . and check out some of my favorite textures . . .
From my Canadian friend . . .
Texture found in Montreal | That Montreal Girl
Texture of human skin . . .
Photoworld 8-8-14 | ~~~ nur ein “Klick” ~~~ ein Kompendium
Texture of animal skin . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Texture | scottseyephotos
The soft texture of feathers . . .
Duck texture | Katharine Asals – Photography
A “jumble of textures” . . .
Textures-WP weekly photo challenge | Third Person Travel
Architectural textures . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Texture Edinburgh | Chris Breebaart Photography / Whats in the picture?
Slimy texture . . .
Texturize this! | The Seeker
Handmade texture . . .
MY CROCHET PROJECT for WPC: Texture | MY WALL
Texture in the cosmos . . .
Hard, rough, grey with holes | Alien Shores
Zooming in on texture . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge : Texture | Memories are made of this
“Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.”
― John Lubbock, The Use Of Life
This photo was taken on a bike ride a few miles from my home. When I saw this fine display of Queen Anne’s Lace, I had to stop and snap some shots. Another name for it is Wild Carrot, and while edible, I understand it is not very tasty. It is, however, an ancestor of the sweet roots we eat today.
. . . and check out who else is loving’ summer . . .
Yosemite National Park . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge- Summer Lovin’ | My Trip This Year
Another gorgeous landscape . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Summer Lovin’ | hold on
Bliss . . .
Summer Lovin’ | Just Be V
A peaceful summer morning . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Summer Lovin’ | Last Train to QVille
Summer in Glacier National Park . . .
Glacier National Park – Weekly Photo Challenge: Summer Lovin | Travels and Trifles
“to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day” . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Summer Lovin’ | Ohm Sweet Ohm
The life cycle of a dandelion . . .
Life as a dandelion puff | Gabriel and Co
It’s a little crochet guy!!! . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Summer Lovin’ | HKs Huck le Berry
And I complain about mowing MY lawn . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Summer Lovin’ | jensinewall
When summer was endless . . .
In The Summertime Weekly Photo Challenge | farmerfarthing
Life does not accommodate you, it shatters you. It is meant to, and it couldn’t do it better. Every seed destroys its container or else there would be no fruition.
Florida Scott-Maxwell
. . . and check out the photos contained in these posts . . .
Sunlit container for thirst . . .
WPC: CONTAINERS | MY WALL
Colorful market containers . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Containers | DS Photography
Containers full of intense color . . .
Color Powder in Containers | asnappshot
A beautiful container garden in an unlikely place . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Containers | MythRider
What comes out oaf a container is not always the same as what goes in . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Containers | Dot knows! elleturner4
An unusual container for an unusual contents . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Container 2 | Judes Photography
Pretty cute . . .
The bucket contains… | wingrish
An old container . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Containers | Jinan Daily Photo
Fun containers for a 6-yr. old boy . . .
6th Bday 2: Weekly Photo Challenge: CONTAINERS | The Adventures of Iñigo Boy
Beautiful copper brewing containers . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Relic 07-18-14 | Polit-onomics & Travel
“Leaving the old, both worlds at once they view, That stand upon the threshold of the new.”
– Edmund Waller
. . . and check out these posts on the threshold of brilliance . . .
The space between . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold | Shmamaland
On the threshold in Nepal . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold | Oh, the Places We See . . .
A very good threshold of academic enlightenment . . .
The Door to Knowledge- Oxford style! Weekly Photo Challenge II | The Rider
On the threshold of emergency . . .
weekly photo challenge: threshold | hereisandrea
Sometimes it’s safer on the threshold . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold « Horses |AnnaBlakeBlog | Equestrian
A project on the threshold (pun intended) . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold | The Ad Dad
I’ll keep a healthy threshold here . . .
Never smile at a … | Etcetera Etcetera Etcetera
Big and badbutt thresholds! . . .
On the Threshold of Power (Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold) | The San Francisco Scene–Seen!
Evening threshold . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Threshold | MK photographs
A rooster on the threshold . . .
Hurry up, dude! | Words ‘n Pics
“The present was an egg laid by the past that had the future inside its shell.”
– Zora Neale Hurston
. . . and take out a moment to look inside these posts:
Inside Yummm . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside | by the recipe
The new framed inside the old . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside | My Food Odyssey
Inside us and inside the earth . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: “Inside” | Detours
A view from inside looking out . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside | The Visual Chronicle
Inside a flower . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside | Perennial Pastimes
Blurring the lines between inside and outside . . .
When Inside moves Outside | bluebrightly
Haunting photos inside Auschwitz . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside | Mrs Ayla’s Adventures
What’s inside sushi . . . ?
Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside | BLASTED GOAT
Future inside a box . . .
39tostart | Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside
I love the lines, light and shadows inside this series of corridors . . .
Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside | Have Bag, Will Travel
You looked at me through the metal linked fence. I looked back, head cocked to one side. My ear hurt.
The woman came with the key and the leash. She gave you instructions. “Hold the leash around your wrist and through your hand. This one’s a runner,” she said.
We all walked outside. Sweet fresh smells! Let’s go, go, GO! I peed on the first upright thing. The ground, in contrast to the cold hard inside, was soft and bumpy. The grass tickled my nose. My paws dampened from the dew. The sun heated my black coat.
The advice the woman gave you was sound. I pulled hard, wagging my tail all the while. The kids squealed and called, “Barney!” The people inside called that word too. Good things happened when I heard that word. Food. Outside. Touches.
Someone from inside watched. You sat down on a picnic bench. You looked at me. The woman said, “He knows some tricks.” Then you said words I understood. “Sit.” I sat. “Shake.” I offered my paw. It was the right thing to do. I received more petting, and this time there was something more. Hugs and something I would later comprehend as love.
I waited patiently while papers shuffled. The excited children patted my head and back, smiling. You asked about my ear. They hadn’t noticed, but you had. A slobbering one-eyed dog looked approvingly at me from the other side of the counter. Barking echoed from inside.
Sitting high on the back seat, as if I had always sat there, the wind whistled through the windows. Someday I would learn how to put my nose out there and snort, but today I sat high and proud and looked out the front. I was on a new adventure, like so many trips in cars had been.
When we arrived, they told me it was home. “What is home?” I wondered. Still on a leash, I was led from room to room. There were oh-so-good smells. Things to eat. Things to chew. Things I tried to remember for later investigation. All at once, there was only you. And me. And this new place.
I was nervous and curious. Where was my cold, hard fence? Where was the rough cement slab? Let’s go, go, GO!
You led me to a bag, rustled with your hand and pulled something out. We went together to sit on the soft warm carpet. You handed me a bone. All at once I understood. “This is home.”
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