Category: Official Dogwood Photography Challenge

Convection Perfection

Chocolate chip or double ginger cakes, Oven temps do rise to make them fine, Otherwise these beauties ne’er could flake, though Kitchen stoves of yore might gleam and shine.  I wonder how my grannies did their bakes, Ensuring morsels, chewy, soft, sublime. Official Dogwood…

Uncertainty

Around the wide, wide world this afternoon, ‘neath searing sun and darkening shade, a storm, It gathered, silent, ominous, it loomed, So sudden, interrupting mindless norms. We journeyed on, ignoring what could come, No choice but journey on to foreign shores, With backward glancing,…

Legacy

I’d watch him early mornings, pre-work hours, Examining his plot aside the fence, He’d smile to see the haze of yellow flowers, That patience soon would bear some evidence. I wondered how the psyche of this man, His fingers slaked and bruised with mason’s…

The Bench

There doesn’t seem to be a glimmer, No sun to be seen. It’s hidden high, Hiding Nigh beyond the gathering ominous overcast . My lonely dockside bench Side-casts a looming shadow upon the slaking slats, As if waiting, On guard against the choppy, darkening…

Transformation

Waking up early in New Hope this morning (after a lovely matinee of Mama Mia at Bucks County Playhouse, a wonderful dinner at The Logan Inn, and an evening stroll along Main Street and night cap at Nektar’s) we ventured out for breakfast.  The…

Split Personality

ACandy or breath mint; baffled still, For why must one be often so defined? Forsooth, the split identity fulfills the raison d’etre, often, so combined. I ponder this conundrum, as I find a lovely, petaled flower, midst my herbs, Should I snip the shoots before…

The Grandfather

    It is said that Leonardo DaVinci’s inimitable Mona Lisa, aka “La Gioconda”, was intended to convey the notion of complete happiness and contentment. So too, does my inimitable husband, aka “The Grandfather”, embody this ideal, as he patiently waits in an accidentally-strewn…

A Question of Shadows

Where do shadows meet the grounded pavement? Where do sun-blocked surfaces collide? When will’st come reality’s resurgence? When will wafted wings loom magnified? What happened to the speck from fifty thousand? Why does the vision daunt as earth nears (gasp)? When will this airborne…

Of Shade and Light

Invading all my senses, warmth and light upon my back, I never thought to view a sunrise, as a spreader of the bright rays, whilst I, enshadowed;  sight’s renewed. My folio is filled with golden hues, Of morns and suns, ‘cross beaches, lakes and…

Always proud…

Official Dogwood Photography Challenge: Week 13, Storytelling…New Beginnings ”Our world is full of circular patterns; as some things end, others begin. Tell us a story of a New Beginning. Story Telling: Good photographers can take beautiful images of something. Great photographers can tell a…

Hometown

The whine of tyke bikes, go-carts whirring by, The block where long our house is standing tall, The lawn of seven shades of bluegrass rye, While I, from front-porch rocker, watch it all. We pedal ’round the town, inhaling Fall The nippy, clear, crisp…

Rocking Chair

There nothing quite alluring as that chair So finely crafted, sanding-wheeled and glazed, Hand-rubbed, enhancing grain and curves with care, And waiting just for me to be amazed. When placed with will, upon the porch so grand, Two-storied decks of un-named mountain inn, Aligned,…

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