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Photo-a-week challenge: Livestock

Lovestock

Right after my husband Bob died, I moved to Mexico.  Every morning, I would take a 2 hour walk on the dry lakebed shore of our rapidly drying-up lake.  Immediately, I started to find hearts everywhere.  Small plastic hearts, stones in the shape of hearts.  Once I found a flip-flop used as a fishing net float that had been distorted into a perfect heart shape by the tight rope that held it to the net.  The strangest category of hearts that started to pop up with regularity, however, are pictured below.  Look carefully and you’ll spot them.  For the rest of the story about “Finding Lost Heart in Mexico” you’ll have to read Chapter 21 of my book, Lessons from a Grief Diary. How’s that for shameless self-promotion?

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Oh, and another thrown in for good measure (Don’t look for a heart in this one):

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For more livestock pictures go Here

Other excellent livestock pictures are Here

One Word Photo Challenge: Scarlet

This week’s One Word Photo Challenge is Scarlet!

DSCF1509   Fish Market, Lima Peru.  Does anyone know what this is?

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And then, he flew away!

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Light Play

Light Play: Weekly Photo Challenge—Refraction

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Dreamy

 

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And here is my very favorite dream—one that really did change my entire life: : https://judydykstrabrown.com/2015/10/20/waking-up/

Weekly Photo Prompt: Dreamy—A misty morning, your handsome spouse, your grandmother’s house that’s also your elementary school and the Eiffel Tower — this week, show us something dreamy.

Sunday Stills: Water

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My water-themed pictures were taken at la Manzanilla beach, the Amazon River in Peru, Candelabra Island in Peru and my own pool/terrace overlooking Lake Chapala in Mexico.  Obviously, I couldn’t choose and actually could have posted hundreds more.  Water seems to be my “thing.”

 

Soft Pastels

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http://ceenphotography.com/2014/10/07/cees-fun-foto-challenge-soft-pastels/

One Word Photo Challenge: Fuchsia

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Transitory Visitor

DSC08396 - Version 2This ladybug explored my body for a half hour or more today when I was manning the information booth of a local cultural center.  I couldn’t resist taking pictures—no easy task, since most of the time, as in this picture, she was on my right hand and wrist.  She seemed to be inspecting the new bracelets I made last night from buttons I found in a local recycle bazaar.  As I readied myself to go, I thought she had deserted me, but when I went into the office to say goodbye, I felt her crawl from my ear to my cheek.  When we got back to the information booth in the garden, I tried convincing her with “Ladybug, Ladybug, fly away home. . . .” but by then she’d staked her claim and seemed to be settling in for a nap, so I blew a little gust from pursed lips to persuade her on her way.  This shot is my new desktop picture.

(I’ve been a bit late posting today due to an internet outage this morning and a huge electrical storm this afternoon and evening that blew out an electrical transformer, plunging my entire village into darkness until 10 tonight. This is when I am thankful for fellow night-owls!!!)

I actually called a friend in Missouri (from Mexico) to post changes in my poem for me earlier tonight. I was sure we’d be without power all night, but my  electricity is on now and I’m making the most of it.

To see other photos in Cee’s Oddball Photo Challenge, go Here

“One Word Photo Challenge: Mustard”

“One Word Photo Challenge: Mustard”
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If a picture is worth a thousand words, credit me with six thousand in my six- photo depiction of the word, “Mustard.”  Before his early demise, Sponge Bob was a fifteen foot (or more) high hot air balloon made from Tyvec, constructed in Mexico as one of hundreds launched in a yearly Independencia celebration in Ajijic.  These balloons take months to design and construct, then up to a half hour to launch, as a crowd of a thousand or more mills around on the ground or sits patiently in the stands of the soccer field, waiting for their ascent.  Usually three or four are being launched at any given time throughout the long afternoon and evening.  First a fire is lit in braziers to create the hot air to fill the balloon.  Then a ring in the center of the bottom of the balloon wrapped in kerosene or gasoline is set fire to keep the balloon inflated and the balloon rises above the heads of the crowds, sometimes floating away to nearby towns, at other times meeting within minutes or even seconds with the fate of Sponge Bob Hotpants.  The spectacle of the remains of the burning balloon falling into the crowd or trees or rooftops or highline wires is taken with a fatalism endemic to Mexico.  Small boys rush to stomp out the remains of the fire.  No mothers scold.  No fathers forbid.  The crowd pays more attention to food purchased from local vendors than they do with the possibility of being set on fire.  This is Mexico.  Such things just work out one way or another.  A nearby firetruck was never called upon in the time I witnessed the event.  Sponge Bob, the most mustard of balloons launched and an annual crowd favorite, was soon history and the only mustard to be seen was on the amazing spiral-cut hot dogs-on-a-stick served in one of the food stands that rimmed the road leading into the soccer field.