Tag: Photo Friday

Shifting Shades of Gray (Photo Friday: Black and White)

  ***** ***** Clear choice: Black or White, Save for some who toss; lost ‘tween Shifting shades of gray. ***** *****

“Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry”

*** As I peruse my vacation photos from last year I pause at this one, the personification of this week’s Photo Friday theme: SUNLIGHT. Anticipation, mixed with a healthy dose of nostalgia, overwhelms me, as I know our first-floor, lagoon-view, room has been forever… Continue Reading ““Sunshine in my eyes can make me cry””

Green Dream-scapes

The Lushness of the Polynesian Resort exemplifies the theme “Green”, despite the fact that this scene is gone forever, replaced by new Vacation Club Villas.

Photo Friday: Movement “High-tailing It”

***** Slicing through the sky, Flight feathers gliding, guiding, O’er thermals, soaring. *****   Postaday: 

Water (Photo Friday, Haiku Friday)

***** O’er the glist’ning spout, Engulfing, gushing, rushing, Elixir of life. *****   Postaday: 

Wisdom of The Tulips (Photo Friday: Early Morning)

Sepals closed, slumb’ring still, Sun hides well o’er fog-drenched fields, Quiet, dampened dawn. ***** An almost mystical morning hush is captured in this photo, taken while strolling the grounds of the Buttermilk Inn a few weeks ago. My normal routine is to rise early… Continue Reading “Wisdom of The Tulips (Photo Friday: Early Morning)”

Fallen Blossom

Crimson blossom down Atop a lonely puddle Vibrant even so.

Glorious

  Window box sun rays, Diffract, reflect, predict Hope, Life for the taking.

My Obsession (Photo Friday, Haiku Friday)

Ponte Vedra Pre-dawn Shark teeth undertow, ‘Neath rainbow-painted moon-sky, Predawn shifting sands. One of my many obsessions is photographing sunrises. There is nothing like the peace and stillness just before sunrise. On a beach, the gulls gather to swoop up their breakfast; in Eze… Continue Reading “My Obsession (Photo Friday, Haiku Friday)”

Flowering

Mari-golden girls, Plummy pods top violet vines, Technicolor turf.

Alive

  Whispered secrets told, Marble maidens blushing still, Alive through ages.  

A Walk in Winter (Photo Friday: Explore; Haiku Friday)

Tree trunk points the way, Ice-trodden trail sluiced from snow, Wintry, woodland walk.