Boyoboy, I can’t think of any time in my life I have felt LESS sensual. Life just isn’t like that these days. It seems to be more about regularity, eating right, hoping nothing breaks, and wondering if the retirement money… Read More ›
Day: 08/18/2018
GOATS, CATS, AND ROCKING CHAIRS – Marilyn Armstrong
Out yesterday at the farms by the river. Taking pictures. Garry took a bunch too, as did Ben. We have three views of the same scenes. Using three different cameras. Ben has the Pen-F and I am SO envious. Garry… Read More ›
THE FINEST HOUR – Marilyn Armstrong
I’m not talking about when Churchill saved England from the Nazi invaders and got their army out of Dunkirk. It’s three o’clock in the afternoon, the finest hour for retired people to have an appointment. The next almost as fine… Read More ›
#WRITEPHOTO – THE SMALLEST CIRCLE – Marilyn Armstrong
#Writephoto – The Smallest Circle The stones stood as they had stood for a millennium. Perhaps longer. No one knew. There were stories. Rumors. Legends. Myths. Despite the disastrous ending of the Druids, the worshippers lived on. Quietly, softly. Sometimes… Read More ›
STREETLIGHTS: A PHOTO A WEEK CHALLENGE – Marilyn Armstrong
A Photo a Week Challenge: Street Lights Streetlights. I love them! Especially in a city when the streets are a little wet from recent rain. The street light reflects in rainbow colors and the neon signs make a night in the… Read More ›
