Okay, I couldn’t resist. My husband Bob Brown and I used to make lamps so they seem to be naturals to show for this prompt. To see more of our lamps, go HERE.
This is the only one that I still have. Bob did the wood and stone. I made the paper and formed the spiral shade.
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For Cee’s FOTD
Lucky me, to capture these windblown leaves before they flew over the wall? Actually, they are caught in a spiderweb. Sorry for the deception. The photodevil made me do it.
For Cee’s FOTD
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There is nothing like an empty space to attract our attention to what it surrounds or leads up to, but sometimes empty spaces themselves are filled with reflections of what surrounds them.
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For Cee’s FOTD
If I were marooned on an island with only three foods, what three foods would I choose?
Potatoes, Whole Milk, Oil.
What I could make from these three ingredients? Baked potatoes with butter and sour cream, French fries (alas, no ketchup), mashed potatoes with milk and butter, potato chips, scalloped potatoes, fried potatoes, VODKA!!!!!
What I’d miss most: Salt (but I figure I could obtain it from seawater), green vegetables, (Surely there are some edible greens on the island? More likely than wild potatoes.) As for meat, there must be some game on the island and fish in the ocean or lake around it.
The Prompt for My Vivid Blog is Potatoes. Can’t resist that one!
Rash Acts
Ashes from the burning house go swirling ’round the fire,
casting their debris and licking ever higher.
Corridors of smoke sent upwards in the air
starting in the living room and swirling up the stair.
The cat jumps from the window, dogs barrel out the door.
The man runs out with boxes in his arms. Goes in for more.
His wife pleads with him not to go, fashions a refrain
that she repeats in hopes she’ll be able to restrain
his further trips into the house, facing smoke and flame
knowing not the secret gift that he’s gone to reclaim.
His final trip completed, he’s safe from further harms,
as he rushes out to place their wedding photos in her arms.
This one is sorta corny, but the prompt words made me do it!!
For the Sunday Whirl Wordle 630 the prompt words are: fire arm fashion cat corridor debris gift secrets box flame ashes refrain. Image by Jen Theodore on Unsplash.
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