Music is a world within itself
Stevie Wonder, Sir Duke
With a language we all understand
Go ahead. Listen. So much joy.
Salty like hot dogs (and tears). Sweet like marmalade (and life).
Music is a world within itself
Stevie Wonder, Sir Duke
With a language we all understand
Go ahead. Listen. So much joy.
The challenge: mimic a master
The original by Andrew Wyeth:
The collage version made with pictures from children’s books:
Dismal fail.
Repeat tomorrow.
Where will life’s journey take you today?
To a farm? Past a castle? I really can’t say.
Embrace it. Enjoy it. Pedal away!
Tears are a funny thing.
Though they are associated with sadness, for me, they arrive when I receive an unexpected kindness.
Strange, right?
I had my photograph taken with a camera like that. It feels like it happened a hundred years ago; it was only 40-some.
Today’s prompt: GHOST.
So, for this post,
I tried some vellum —
But you can tell I’m
Missing the mark.
Larks in the dark
No chocolate!
No chocolate!
No chocolate!
No chocolate!
No chocolate!
No chocolate!
No chocolate!
No chocolate!
No chocolate!
No chocolate!
Okay. Just one.
I’m really struggling when I resort to limericks. Please help!
There once was a man named Dickens
Who needed to exit some chickens
My daughter-in-law sent me a link to collage prompts for February.
I’ll call this one “Vacationing Among Cacti” or “Walk in the Desert.”