Thank Goodness I looked up from my computer long enough to rush out and photograph this sunset. I have not embellished the color! This is exactly what I saw.
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Like Mother, Like Daughter?
Hibiscus for FOTD Oct 16, 2023
Name the Bottom Lot???? (Help!)
What should I name it?
Here is some brainstorming but nothing seems just right. Can anyone come up with a name for a little park that is mainly for the enjoyment of people walking by? If you don’t know its history, read up on it HERE.
Pasatiempo Killing Time
Jardin de Paso Garden in Passing
Prados Serenos Serene Meadows
Lote Vacio Empty Lot
Pasando el Tiempo Passing Time
Jardín de los Placeres Garden of Pleasures
Belleza al Pasar Beauty in Passing
Jardín de Sueños. Garden of Dreams
Jardines de Inspiración Inspiration Gardens
Pasando Elegante Passing Fancy
I’d really appreciate your help in coming up with a name for the gardens I (and Yolanda and Pasiano and José and the bulldozer guy have worked so hard to create. And continue to create.
Tell me your favorite three names from above, prioritized as 1 2 3. Then tell me at least one original name you can come up with!
Muchas Gracias!!! Judy
Scammer
I just received this notice from a friend and have to share it here. I receive at least one scam email a day and if this will help one person to escape being cheated by this new scheme, it will be worth the post:
(They didn’t enclose the letter that arrived with the machine, but I take it it claimed to make banking easier.)
“Lost” for the Weekly Prompts Challenge

Lost
Lost my dolly, don’t know where.
She’s got no clothes and got no hair.
She’s somewhere out there lost and bare,
thinking that I do not care.
I’d go out looking, but don’t dare.
That babysitter over there
(My mother calls her our au pair)
came by foot and ship and air
from a country named Zaire
to sit here on her derriere
and watch me with her icy stare.
I open up our Frigidaire.
Could my dolly be in there?
I climb up on a bedroom chair
and go through Mommy’s underwear.
I do not think that she would care.
I find my brother’s whistle there,
hidden in that lacy lair,
and think it really isn’t fair.
It’s every mother’s cruel nightmare.
My dolly isn’t anywhere!

I had to stop the car to take this photo. I wish I knew the true story behind it. I can’t imagine any little girl throwing out her doll, and the lot was surrounded by a barbed wire fence. Someone must have tossed it in there. A mean boy? A jealous brother? Was it unwanted loot from a burglary? My mom and I once rode all the way back out to the dump from town to retrieve a doll’s head we’d thrown away. All the way home, we’d both been thinking about it, sitting there amidst coffee grounds and broken light bulbs. We had pulled into the garage when my mom turned to look at me and said, “Do you want to go back out and get that doll’s head?” I nodded. We did, and I have that head to this very day. If my mom had been with me, one or the other of us would have gotten through that barbed wire somehow. As it is, this image is the only part of the doll that I was able to rescue.
For the Weekly Prompts Weekend Challenge: Lost (I’m rerunning this poem written long ago because it fits the prompt so well.)
Hibiscus after Rain: for FOTD Oct 15, 2023
The Night Before the Eclipse
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Looking up to take these photos, I felt I was in a dream world.
Such an eerie night. I ended up going out late in the evening to exercise in the pool which was hot from being filled during the day. This is the sight that greeted me…plus a shot from late afternoon/early evening. Can’t decide which I like best, although I did delete 4. Help me decide? I like the sense of distance in the first shot of the gallery, but like the clouds in the first main shot and second gallery shot. They seem to actually wrap around the trees.
Sunflower: For FOTD, Oct 14, 2023 (The Day of the Solar Eclipse)
The Roads Both Taken (For Forgottenman’s Prompt)
The Roads Both Taken (Rejecting Manic-depression)
Two roads diverged in my mellow mood,
and happy I could then travel both,
I laughed. Then I commenced to brood,
and found, at length that I was loath
to forego one and choose them both!!!!
(Overview. Bipolar disorder (formerly called manic-depressive illness or manic depression) is a mental illness that causes unusual shifts in a person’s mood, energy, activity levels, and concentration. These shifts can make it difficult to carry out day-to-day tasks. There are three types of bipolar disorder.)
For Forgottenman’s Prompt, he wanted us to do a switcheroo on Frost’s “The Road Not Taken” by writing a poem using the lines “Two roads diverged in my mellow mood,
and happy I could then travel both,” as our first two lines. Above is my submission to the prompt.
To see my parody of “Mending Wall” go here: https://judydykstrabrown.com/2014/09/17/mending-pants-with-apologies-to-robert-frost/
And now click on this link to see the prompt and make your own submission: https://okcforgottenman.wordpress.com/2023/10/13/the-roads-both-taken-a-poetry-prompt-challenge-offering/





