So here's the public notice that this livejournal account will become something other than what it was before. At any rate I will be posting here a lot less often. I thought it would be nice to leave a cute photo of the kiddos. This was taken with my old "prosumer" A Canon point-and-shoot. I loved that camera, but I have been thoroughly spoilt by using a DSLR. Can't wait until Jan/Feb when I finally get a decent one of my own.
Cheers.
Anyway, I'll be away for a long while.
- Music:(amiable ambient ambience)
I know, I'm short one drabble. Somehow last week got the better of me, but I have every intention to do a double drabble for Week six. A pair, a matched set, some kind of Yin/Yang continuum. Well, anyway, we'll worry about that when it gets written.
Fell down flat
when the wind came by
fell down flat
down right down flat
flat on that cold wet ground
I guess that's what happens when you write tanka when listening to the blues. But, well, I like it well enough.
- Music:Men and the Devil Blues - Robert Johnson
I picked up two pairs of great shoes. Well fitting shoes. And, not that I usually care, brand name shoes. I only care in that lately the shoes I've been getting from Target and Payless have been making my feet hurt, making my arches fall. I don't know the "arches fall" thing as a fact, but the hurt part is definitely a fact.
Today though, having worn my new shoes out for a walk, my feet feel like feet - not iron bars of pain. So, so good so far right? Right.
Peace.
(null)uncut by autumn's sun
surrounds golden leaves -
How did leaves once so green
take on such a glow so late in life
Here's week 5. This was taken on one of those large mega-bushes. You know, the kind where several very different plants have found themselves growing in and around each others' space. Likewise there were two different "bees" and three kinds of wasps sharing the same flowers. Yes, I did try to get some of these american melting pot scenes, but all I got was another lesson in carrying a tripod around with me.
Meanwhile in other news, yesterday was my 9th anniversary (please do NOT fill my comment box with "happy anniversary" greetings) and we saw ourselves Inglorious Bastards. Later we went home and realized we have no clue about the fall line up this year, so we gave ourselves a great present. We went to bed early. Nothing like getting a full night's sleep. At least according to NPR.
Wow, I almost didn't make it. Well, technically I didn't make it. Sorry for the relatively mundane photo, but it is what it is. More this week.
( Read more... )
dim the distant sun
as midday approaches
orange and red leaves
seem to shine even brighter
( A series of general updates, no photos, fiction, or poetry. That will follow tomorrow )
The committee members shuffled themselves into the room. Its basalt walls stank of soot.
“Okay, let’s bring the meeting to order folks.” A man said from behind a triple chin.
“Calling to order the 17,345th meeting of the escape committee” said an emaciated woman.
“I move to begin the evacuation of hell today.” Said another man.
The members of the committee glanced longingly at the glittering open doorway that led out of their prison.
“Please, wait until we have heard the agenda.” Triple chin said.
The emaciated woman rolled her eyes.
“Shall I read the minutes from yesterday?” she asked.
It's hard to snap photos and hold a decent discussion while walking through town, but that's what I managed to do this morning during the family walk. I think I need to get my lens cleaned, or you know go out and buy the lens cleaning stuff. I've been noticing a soft sheen on a lot of my pictures, plus I think there might still be some residue from this summer's trip to the cape lingering on the lens (which makes no sense because I have a clear glass lens protector. I guess maybe I'll have to learn how to use the self-dusting feature too at some point.
Well even more plans are coming together for photography. I might have a willing model to help bolster my soon to exist portfolio, plus I have found a couple of cheap ways to actually build a physical portfolio.
More on that if I manage to score any birthday money this year.
Night.
of maple leaves falling
in the autumn breeze -
across the the emptying sky
geese begin to leave again
[Oh, yeah, a drabble is a story exactly 100 words long]
Long Lost Brothers
“They’re not terminal.” The nurse said. I traced my finger over the juicy lumps that ran along my arm.
“They may swell from time to time, or get itchy. I’d recommend getting them drained once a month, just to be safe.” He said. The little subdermal masses quivered when he spoke. Goosebumps broke out all over them and I felt cold sweat sliding down my forehead.
“So these are, what, siblings?” I asked.
“Not really, just extra material you absorbed in the womb.” He said.
“Absorbed?”
“Who can say, sibling rivalry is part of the human condition, is it not?”
The little craters where the tentacles had fallen out were still itchy. The edges were hardening like some old scabs but their green black tissue didn’t bleed. He’d wondered his whole life what it’d be like to give birth, to carry a living child. At first the offer repulsed him, but given the alternative of a full scale invasion, he found he could live with it. Three years, one hundred alien spawn wriggling just inside his arms and legs. In return, exclusive access to to alien technology. Besides, he was still young enough to pretend it was a fashion statement.
Two new items in my world of photography. I just got the okay to do a year-long chronicle of my parish's church year - focusing on the change in liturgical season. I am also working on getting a small showing set up in Amherst on part of what used to be the Art Walk. More on that as it develops.
in the aisles of a market
just by the bar -
Daylight shrinking outside
in the encroaching dusk.
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