Nothing is glued down. I keep rearranging collage pieces to go with the prompt: Stable.
I’d say that this is an unstable stable.
An unStable
Category: 23 words
M R Ducks
R. M. Ducks?
Yes M. R. Ducks.
(whole poem: here)
The murmur of their disgruntled grumbling precedes their flight.
quackwackrackrackrackarackrackwackarackwackwackrack
M. R. Ducksandgeese
Ancestors
I found this photograph of my great-great-grandparents.
Is it great, or what?!
It makes me laugh and also want to suck a lemon.
Sisyphus
What do laundry, whack-a-mole, and posting-every-day have in common?
They never end. There’s always clothes to wash, moles to whack, posts to write.
Van Gogh Quote (and another quick self-portrait)
If you hear a voice within you say, ‘You cannot paint,’ then by all means paint and that voice will be silenced.
VanGogh
Scars
Do you notice anything about the middle window on the bottom?
That’s where the door used to be.
Buildings can bear scars, too.
When?
When is it right to be vulnerable?
When is it right to guard yourself?
Is there an answer to this?
Such a quandary!
Some Tips After Going to a Live Bluey Show
Bluey and Bingo
Learn their lingo
Keepy Uppy’s
A game for puppies
Chattermax owl:
A creepy fowl
Currency: Dollar-bucks
Exchange rate really sucks
A Visit to Urgent Care
“I think I need an antibiotic”
Cursory examination. Listened to my breathing. Looked up my nose.
“Where do you want the prescription sent?”
Self Portrait
The challenge: Do a line drawing of yourself.
I stare at the pencil-portrait from when I was seven.
I try to copy it.
Hot Dogs and Marmalade 
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