I actually stopped the woman pictured in the first picture and asked if I could photograph her hair.
Throwback Edition: Seeing the World in Black and White–– Photos from July 14, 2017
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“Keep Moving” for Travel Theme
New moves for an old guy.
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These little girls were not shy about swinging into center circle to show off their moves.
Gleeful singing and dancesteps
This guy shared the terrace with me but was silent.
Mazinka gets with the dance action.
leaf-cutting ants
To see an example of major movement, go HERE: https://judydykstrabrown.com/2024/08/24/landslide-for-rdp/
Groups of 3 or More for Sunday Stills
Three coconut cakes before whipped cream frosting
Three days ago
I seem to have been type-cast when it comes to Xmas gifts. A large box from Michael and Barbara yielded these three large bags of Cheetos Torciditos
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Xill, Judy, and Brad in Quintana Roo
Display places
Welcome to “The Numbers Game #132.” Come play along. Today’s number is 749.
To play along, go to your photos file folder and type the number 749 into the search bar. Then post a selection of the photos you find that include that number and post a link to your blog in myNumbers Game blog of the day. If instead of numbers, you have changed the identifiers of all your photos into words, pick a word or words to use instead, and show us a variety of photos that contain that word in the title. This prompt will repeat each Monday with a new number. If you want to play along, please put a link to your blog in comments below.
Here are my photos. Click on photos to enlarge and move on to next photo. Anxious to see yours!
Technology Lurks
Welcome to “The Numbers Game #132.” Come play along. Today’s number is 749.
To play along, go to your photos file folder and type the number 749 into the search bar. Then post a selection of the photos you find that include that number and post a link to your blog in myNumbers Game blog of the day. If instead of numbers, you have changed the identifiers of all your photos into words, pick a word or words to use instead, and show us a variety of photos that contain that word in the title. This prompt will repeat each Monday with a new number. If you want to play along, please put a link to your blog in comments below.
Here are my photos. Click on photos to enlarge and move on to next photo. Anxious to see yours!
‘Insomnia” for RDP
Insomnia
I’m lying awake when I should be snoring,
but falling asleep is simply too boring.
Lying here quiet with nothing to do
with nothing to listen to, nothing to view
just makes me restless, unable to snooze.
I need some amusement, a snifter of booze—
something to make me forget to recall
that falling asleep’s not the end of it all.
I cannot help but resent this time wasted
when things could be written or looked at or tasted
instead of just lying inert in my bed
with my eyes shut but images filling my head
that tend to confuse and to fill and encumber
this time that good sense says should be spent in slumber.
The prompt for RDP is “Insomnia.”
Thumb Screws for For “Cracking Open the Time Capsule”
Thumbscrews
At what point might your courage fall
and might you deign to tell it all?
What waterboard or thumbscrew might
cause you to give up the fight
to tell the secrets of friend and kin
just to stop the pain you’re in?
Please friend, before revealing facts
involving secrecy or pacts,
consider what I tell you here
before you choose to grace my ear.
Never would I tell your pain—
repeat your secrets e’er again—
under normal circumstance,
nor betray by eye or glance
anything once told to me
with a vow of privacy.
Until, that is, the knives come out
or waterboards? Without a doubt
gross cowardice would be revealed.
To torture I would surely yield.
In short, in matters of gross pain––
I would repeat your words again.
So if you have a secret dark
that you have a need to park
inside the conscience of another,
please tell your sister or your brother,
for a wise decision it would be
to choose a braver soul than me!
For “Cracking Open the Tirackingme Capsule” Frst posted on July 11 2016
A Jellybelly Insight for SOCS
For The Friday Reminder, the prompt is “Jelly.” This should be fun…
A Jellybelly Insight
What feels special in my belly?
Ice cream, peanut butter, jelly,
Scotchbread cookies, pecan pie
and all the chocolate I can buy.
Thus said, I bet that you can tell
my tummy’s padded pretty well.
And since my jeans I can’t fit into,
it’s salad I should have bit into.
“Desert” for Blast from the Blog
Desert
Year by year, my heart grows sparser––
a lone cactus lifting arms heavenward in supplication.
My heart grows succulent,
hoarding moisture
to grow sparse blooms.
Roots go deeper, looking for that connection
that flows lower every year––
a shrinking lake leaving ringed memories on its edge
like a scrapbook of old loves.
Like that past we all shrink away from,
in living, I desert old loves.
In dying, they desert me.
Is their leaving named for the arid lands that I now ponder,
or is this desert a monument for those who have left first?
This poem was first published ten years ago today, July 10, 2016. I have reformatted the poem.
Photo by Judy Dykstra-Brown
Letters from Mexico–and a request.
Hi friends! You might have noticed I’ve been sort of remiss in posting to my blog lately and in reading yours. I’ve had family visiting, am getting ready to go to the states for a hurried visit and I’ve also been preparing a manuscript to send to my formatter. Problem is, I’m not so sure that it is a book anyone will be interested in . With this in mind, if anyone is willing to have a look at it and give their opinions, I would much appreciate it. It is a bit under 75,000 words, 232 pages long. If you are someone I know in the blogging world and interested in having a look…no obligation to finish it…I’ll send you a document file of it to read on your computer. I have an oral PEECH copy, but don’t know how to save and send it. If you do, you could just listen to it.
Thanks, Judy
Night of the Dragon for “Let’s Hit Rewind”
Dragon
photo with permission from Lachlan Gowen on Unsplash
Night of the Dragon
Behold the dragon, how it flows
from its tail up to its nose.
Thirty feet and thirty arms
move the dragon’s sinuous charms—
its razor teeth, its threatening frown—
through the streets of Chinatown.
On its head, a golden crown.
Its many humps move up and down,
forming valleys, growing hills
while moving over rocks and rills.
Straightening out to cross the bridges
spanning between neighboring ridges.
Never flying through the air,
rising only up the stair.
So many mortals make one beast,
one night a year to roil and feast
on errant spirits wandering out
their vile sentiments to flout,
chancing their ends once more to free
those rotten souls they used to be.
One night of all we form the back
that otherwise the dragons lack.
We form their arms and form their feet,
arousing awe in all we meet.
And thus it happens, once a year,
we become that which most we fear.
Reblog from 2019
