Opal Reflections
Perspectives through Prose, Poetry and Photography
Tag: Photo Friday
LANDSCAPE 2014: Then and Now… (Photo Friday, Haiku Friday)
Independence born His humble leadership firm His home, our nation.
Twilight (Photo Friday / Haiku Friday)
Twilight soon descends, Glistning ‘cicles cease their melt, Silver-shard suspense!
Photo Friday; Climate: “Blanket of Snow”
Like the cozy hand-knit afghan that, after having been set aside during warmer months, now blankets our shivering selves; Nature’s blanket of snow returns – predictably, beautifully, and comfortingly. Blanket of Snow
Winter’s Reach
As temperatures dip, I reluctantly embrace the seasonal cycle of gathering and sorting my summer apparel, to stow away for the winter. Yellow walking shorts are replaced with warm, fleece leggings, cotton tank tops make way for hand-knit pullovers, and sexy sandals are supplanted… Continue Reading “Winter’s Reach”
Fiery
This was written in response to Photo Friday: Frail (This week’s Challenge: ‘Fiery’. http://www.photofriday.com/challenge.php?id=1347) and In response to the weekend Trifextra, which asks that the writer use the same form of a word of her choosing, three times, in a thirty-three word post. The… Continue Reading “Fiery”
Weekly Photo Challenge: Habit “My Dwindling Woodpile”
This post is a “three-fer”: WeeklyPhoto Challege: Habit Studio 30+: Locked Trifextra Weekend Challenge: Buddhist cosmology tells of Trāyastriṃśa, or the Heaven of Thirty-Three gods, which rule over the human realm. This weekend we’re asking for exactly 33 of your own words about a… Continue Reading “Weekly Photo Challenge: Habit “My Dwindling Woodpile””
Photo Friday: High Tech
This gallery speaks to me of the technical sophistication that drives so many of the featured attractions at DisneyWorld. These photos illustrate the convincing illusion that one is a participant in some of the most memorable moments captured on film: The atmosphere of adventure… Continue Reading “Photo Friday: High Tech”
Beasties ‘Tween The Slats
Picnic benches ‘Fall’ dormant, Tiny termite beasties nestle warm, ‘Tween redwood slats. Munching mulch aplenty, Awaiting, anticipating Wicked over-wintering. Unseen by humans far below, Cleaving ‘neath thermal wraps, ‘Round lakeside fire-pits. Your Trifextra challenge is to write 33 words on a beast in an… Continue Reading “Beasties ‘Tween The Slats”
Behind The Brick-red Barn
My tote-sac always stocked, prepared to fly, Escape to spur-of-moment quietude, Where out of sight (and out of mind, perchance), I gather wool, behind my brick-red barn. The beauty and bucolic balm pervades my deeply hidden, inner sanctum dreams With sticks and string I… Continue Reading “Behind The Brick-red Barn”
Lighthouse in the Mist, Cape May, NJ
Bandit
Festive View from the Pub, Peddler’s Village – Lahaska, PA.
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