Monthly Archives: October 2014

Sign of the Chameleon

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The Prompt: Custom Zodiac—You’re tasked with creating a brand new astrological sign for the people born around your birthday — based solely on yourself. What would your new sign be, and how would you describe those who share it?

The Chameleon: (June 21—July 22) Colorful souls born under the sign of The Chameleon have the remarkable capacity of adapting to the world around them. The multidimensional chameleon has a broad spectrum of interests and talents and is often the favorite son or daughter. The Biblical story of Jacob giving his youngest and favorite son Joseph a coat of many colors perfectly illustrates, however, how what starts out as a blessing might often evolve into a curse. Luckily, however, those born under the stars of The Chameleon will have the ability to change diversity into blessing. Thus does the chameleon constantly adjust with the world to bring himself/herself from danger to safety, danger to safety.

Chameleons are often given the gift of prophecy and clairvoyance. It is perhaps their precognitive dreams that enable them to adjust more quickly to the vagaries of their environment and that serve as a guide through life’s travails. The Chameleon sometimes lacks focus and in spreading himself too thinly may become a jack-of-all-trades and a master of none.

Chameleons often have a hard time finding a balance between their own needs and the needs of others, which leads to a constant rebalancing between selfishness and self-sacrifice. Regularity will never be the norm for the chameleon as he shifts between isolation and over-extension. All too ofen, his colorful world includes the colors of black and white—extremes that can cause him to have bipolar tendencies. Fortunately, his tendency to change hue with the situation causes him to rarely carry his shifts in mood to their extremes.

(Now, go see: This Answer to the Prompt)

Home Repeat Home

The Prompt: Doppelgänger Alert—You step into an acquaintance’s house for the first time, and discover that everything — from the furniture, to the books, to the art on the wall — is identical to your home. What happens next?


Home Repeat Home!

Mid pleasures and palaces though we may roam,
be it ever so humble, there is a place like home!



WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge: Cover Art

Cover Art

The challenge was to supply the cover photography and name for a book.

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAA Mexican Retiree’s Guide to Sloth

The Inept Photographer’s Guide to Beach Photography

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAFinding A Direction in Life

PB & Jellyfish

Natural Recipes
for Long Life and Happiness

Pond & Garden

DSC07920Filling her Shoes
(Confessions of a Birkenstock Stepmother)


Beach Love Affair


The Prompt: Local Color—Imagine we lived in a world that’s all of a sudden devoid of color, but where you’re given the option to have just one object keep its original hue. Which object (and which color) would that be?


If all at once, all color were bleached out from the world
and suddenly a universe of whiteness were unfurled—
the rainbow, flowers, trees and art all newly bleached and pearled—

I know what single object I would choose to retain
in all its colored glory, in every hue and stain,
in sun and shadow, snow and hail and dust storm, drought and rain.

Its natural color changes every day we see revealed
over every continent: forest, city, field—
over every place from which the colors will be peeled.

This one glorious object would retain its vivid hues.
It would be the whole world’s canvas and every poet’s muse.
Every lake and river, its reflection would infuse

with all the colors nature has selected for that day:
blue or gold or purple, salmon, orange or gray,
according to whatever whim of moisture, dust or ray.

If I select the sky as the object that I’d choose
to retain its myriad pigments that only start with blues,
there are a thousand colors that we wouldn’t have to lose!

And the whole world could see them in the daytime or the night.
All the colors of the rainbow would not be lost to sight,
as every day and every hour, a new one’s brought to light.

photo by Judy Dykstra-Brown, On the road to Ajijic.


Daily Prompt: Masks Off—We’re less than a week away from Halloween! If you had to design a costume that channeled your true, innermost self, what would that costume look like? Would you dare to wear it?


I want to be an artist, a writer and a wife—
juggling all these masks with just a minimum of strife.
A lover, mother, daughter, cousin, sister-in-law, sister.
A friend to every woman and a temptress to each mister.
A master to my canine friends and slave to all my cats.
A pal to all my blogger friends, not just to swell my stats.
As well as to some Facebook friends and email friends and Skype.
(I no longer use snail mail—I’m simply not the type!)
So, if I were being truthful and I didn’t give a fig
about what others thought of me, I’d dress up like a pig.
Why the porcine costume? The tail curled in a ring?
Because in my life choices—I want everything!

Lorem Ipsum, or Lost in Dictation

Lorem Ipsum Quack
Today’s prompt is always one of Judy’s favorites: Ready, Set, Done — Our ten-minute free-write is back! Have no mercy on your keyboard as you give us your most unfiltered self (feel free to edit later, or just publish as-is).

The lil yeller feller decided to give it a try, but he can only type about one word a minute, so he drafted me to type as he dictates. Trouble is, he only speaks a rare Mexican dialect of Quack that I’m not familiar with. I typed what he said, but I’ll need a translator. Anyone out there know what he’s trying to impart?

(You can read about lorem ipsum here. I just discovered the term a few months ago.)

Non-Imaginary Friend

I am presently with my childhood friend in Cancun. It is a very strange trip that I’ll explain later when I’m not writing on a Kindle.

Today’s Daily Prompt: Imaginary Friend – Many of us had imaginary friends as young children. If your imaginary friend grew up alongside you, what would his/her/its life be like today? (Didn’t have one? write about a non-imaginary friend you haven’t seen since childhood.)


(Judy’s in Cancun, where the rain & exterior gloom have been incessant, and the internet access has been intermittent. Sounds like it’s the proverbial weather only fit for a duck. We’ve exchanged a few emails, which inexplicably take one to six hours to arrive. She asked me to post this in response to today’s prompt.)

(As for me, all my friends were real when I was a kid, but I was pretty sure I was imaginary. As an adult, I’m now certain of it.)