All that’s missing are a few penguins strolling by. We had snow like that for a day. It always amazes me how it doesn’t last here, between plows and traffic that turns it all to slush and a messy memory.
What this week’s photo brings up for me is my childhood in Connecticut…the early years 5-8, when the nuttiness hadn’t quite affected me yet. My dad would take me sleigh riding in Bearsley Park. We had a pizza sled, very apt for an Italian household…a round, gray disc you’d slide down on. I loved it. It came on a huge detachable rope my father would sling over his shoulder grabbing me with his other hand. I was happy just to be with my dad, 🙂
That would have completed the pic – at least the top one 🙂 We have been “blessed” with a decent quantity this year. It still amazes me that we don’t get half what we used to.
I love when my photos evoke memories in you. That means I have succeeded in making you, the wonderful viewer that you are, feel. And thank you for sharing that lovely memory. 🙂
You’ve achieved the Spielberg effect but to a much more resonant degree. That red, popping not once but three times against the backdrop. The formation, very similar to a cross. So ya captured Mother Nature’s cross. Or her Bermuda Triangle. Both.
And what is it about snow that is so comforting . . . when you’re not knee deep in the stuff?
Oh my! Spielberg, eh? And now that you mention it, it does! I love that you appreciate my playing with the image to give it a more artistic flair… Bermuda Triangle set out to capture he who would step too close… 😉
It’s that quiet we talked about, I think. It feels like insulation, doesn’t it?
Thank you. You are far to kind. But I’ll still take it!
Well done, Thunder! The second one is like a finger painting.
I especially like those red…. what are those?
The shadow under the plant is quite amazing. xoxo
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All that’s missing are a few penguins strolling by. We had snow like that for a day. It always amazes me how it doesn’t last here, between plows and traffic that turns it all to slush and a messy memory.
What this week’s photo brings up for me is my childhood in Connecticut…the early years 5-8, when the nuttiness hadn’t quite affected me yet. My dad would take me sleigh riding in Bearsley Park. We had a pizza sled, very apt for an Italian household…a round, gray disc you’d slide down on. I loved it. It came on a huge detachable rope my father would sling over his shoulder grabbing me with his other hand. I was happy just to be with my dad, 🙂
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That would have completed the pic – at least the top one 🙂 We have been “blessed” with a decent quantity this year. It still amazes me that we don’t get half what we used to.
I love when my photos evoke memories in you. That means I have succeeded in making you, the wonderful viewer that you are, feel. And thank you for sharing that lovely memory. 🙂
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That’s what art is supposed to do…it aspires to inspire, I’ve heard it phrased.
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I love that: aspires to inspire. Glad my art does!
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I can’t take credit for that, hearing it from a musician I once knew.
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Hey, you shared it 😉
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It’s because I love it too. So poetic.
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I have to remember it. 🙂
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Yeah. It’s worth recalling.
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Definitely! Am writing it down… Hmmm… maybe I should make some sort of meme using one of my photos… but which one? 🙂
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The cat. I love the one with the bookshelf. so cute, like Cary Grant in It Takes a Thief, but a real cat burglar. 🙂
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It was chosen as this week’s Friday Fictioneers, by the way 😉
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See, Rochelle’s a fan too. Hope he doesn’t get a big head. 🙂
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Right 😉
And Omelette is a she. 😉
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OOPS!
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It’s why Ari chose the French spelling… it looks more feminine 😉
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Q
You’ve achieved the Spielberg effect but to a much more resonant degree. That red, popping not once but three times against the backdrop. The formation, very similar to a cross. So ya captured Mother Nature’s cross. Or her Bermuda Triangle. Both.
And what is it about snow that is so comforting . . . when you’re not knee deep in the stuff?
Brilliance once again.
B
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Oh my! Spielberg, eh? And now that you mention it, it does! I love that you appreciate my playing with the image to give it a more artistic flair… Bermuda Triangle set out to capture he who would step too close… 😉
It’s that quiet we talked about, I think. It feels like insulation, doesn’t it?
Thank you. You are far to kind. But I’ll still take it!
Q
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Spielberg. Yes. That guy. 😉
It does feel like it. Snow globe comforter.
Take it and run bebe!
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Wow. I am rather chuffed.
Mmm… Comfy!
I will!
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Chuffed!
MUAH!
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MWAH!
😘
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MUAH!
😘
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Dear Dale,
You always manage to find the color against the drab. A little warmth in the cold. Well done…as always.
Shalom and lotsa groggy hugs in the early morning,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
I do try to seek it out. I rarely play with an image to much extent but decided to have fun with this one. Glad it worked!
Shalom and lotsa colourful love,
Dale
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Now that sure brightens up a cold-looking day. Spring is on the way!
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I am so glad it does! It is STILL too cold for my liking today… Sigh. Spring? I ain’t seeing no signs yet! 🙂
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The signs are still subtle for your area …. after all, when does spring start …. May?
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Way too subtle… Haha! No, we do have small signs in March, when we are lucky. Definitely more in April…
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LOL …. so stay warm! Then again, you are used to it and hearty!
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Oh, I am. I have become a wimp. I’m not loving this endless cold, to be honest. I think Mick would have succeeded in making me become a snow bird…
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Snowbirding is such a joy. No matter how cold it is, it’s always warmer than home. Perspective matters!
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I bet. I have to admit I was not too keen on the Florida thing, which he was… it would have been a discussion…
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The northern coast is cool – but warmer than home. More fun in sun in central and south Florida – but that also comes with a higher price.
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Besides the fact it is full of Quebecers… 😉
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Then go further west … I’ve seen a Quebec license plate … Let alone met one
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I’m so bad… I resisted Cuba for years because too many Quebecers go there. They are obnoxious. I’d rather go to Tuscany 😉
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Awesome choice – It can be cold there, but not like your cold. Yep – it’s all about perspective.
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Nothing like here, that is for sure. I am thisclose to deciding to go in spring…
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Go … Go Dale Go!
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🙂
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The first picture is calm and pristine, the second picture is STOP! STOP! Don’t mess up my picture! Love them both.
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So glad you see that, Pam. And even gladder you love them both. Thank you, my friend.
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Beautiful, Dale.
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Thank you, John.
Happy Wednesday!
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Happy Wednesday to you.
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Thank you, kind sir! Work day is almost done so it’s getting happier and happier 😉
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Yes indeed.
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🙂
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A spot of color in a sea of white. Fabulous!
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So glad you like, Monika!
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Well done, Thunder! The second one is like a finger painting.
I especially like those red…. what are those?
The shadow under the plant is quite amazing. xoxo
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Thank you, Sorceress!
The red “flowers”, so to speak are from the Sumac plant. I love them. And you are so lovely! xoxo
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