Category: Photography

From Underneath

Dale offers the prompt “from underneath” for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge. Both of these photos were taken long ago.

In the first photo I was surprised by the feathery shadows on the leaves when taking this photo into the sun. This may be a common event but I have not been able to capture that in quite the same way since.

In the second photo many noisy birds in late autumn or early spring flew from one tree to another and then continued their song.

Beneath the Leaves and Sun
More Birds and Trees
Beneath the Birds and Trees

Grid—Six Sentence Story

John’s life did not follow a nice rectangular grid. Brief was his time from birth to final breath.

Though short with winding dead ends, he was offered along the way many opportunities to serve, if he obediently chose to do so. Sometimes he obeyed. Sometimes he had better things to do.

In the end flames burnt those better things leaving John with only a few grains of pure gold, enough—indeed more than what some of the others had—but not enough to stop his tears since there could have been so much more.

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Denise offers the prompt word “grid” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.

1 Corinthians 3:14-15
14 If any man’s work abide which he hath built thereupon, he shall receive a reward.
 15 If any man’s work shall be burned, he shall suffer loss: but he himself shall be saved; yet so as by fire.

Freestyle

Dale offers the freestyle or festival prompt for this week’s Cosmic Photo Challenge. I picked freestyle which is anything goes.

These two photos were taken by the pond across the street. In the first I was surprised to the see red blossoms which I think are part of a vine using the tree as support.

The intricate leaves on the tree fascinate me with their details in the second photo. They are only a few feet away from the vine with red blossoms.

Red blossoms by the pond
Compound leaves

Race—Ovi Poetry Challenge

I lost myself with some disgrace.
The mirror cringed to see my face.
I didn’t think it was a race
until I knew it was.

But that was then and now is now.
With soil turned beneath the plow
the seed was planted—God knows how—
and everything was changed.

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Ronovan Hester’s Ovi Poetry Challenge this week offers the word “race” as inspiration. Posted also at Poet’s Corner.

Strain—Six Sentence Story

For Stan the idea that anything might exist put a strain on what he could philosophically tolerate. Asserting himself he told his students that there wasn’t a single good reason why any of them were here.

But all of that was before the accident, the emergency room, the coma and the visitations. Things started to click when one visitor with attractive horns offered him a full twenty years in exchange for his spirit.

Stan wished he could have told his students what he discovered before his life support was removed. He consoled himself with the thought that they would find it more credible if they heard it from someone else.

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Denise offers the prompt word “strain” to be used in this week’s Six Sentence Stories.