From My Other Blog My Enduring Bones
When my mind chooses to wander
on it’s own
I go back
to my childhood home
that sits above a haunted Valley
where ghosts live in the trees and the cemetery that overlooks the Ocean
is not quiet and the dead do not sleep.
A dreadful apparition, faceless, shrouded in shadows,
stands at my bedroom window,
by my aged dolls and my toy dog
with the crooked neck
as it waits
for the child it haunted this home
I miss you my unchanging revenant
and one day
maybe one evening
I will return
we will bedevil the night
Daily Addictions Prompt: Reverse
And this too
shall come to pass.
The buzz at the end of the week concerning Facebook was it’s falling stocks and people aren’t creating accounts the way they used to and a segment of the community don’t trust it.
That’s why I liked my blog, I just toddle on over and create stories, or post links to things I like or I post pictures that I take for fun.
I understand that people get down when their friends don’t acknowledge what they put on their Facebook page. Putting yourself out there and expressing yourself takes a bit of nerve. But I don’t feel that what I do at Facebook is social interaction, so I don’t care about that platform nearly as much as I care about my blogs.
If I post my writing or photographs it’s safe to say what I’m putting in these places is the real ”me” as opposed to the ” Profile” me at Facebook.
With that being said, here’s some pictures I took yesterday- memorable because it was hot and I was not in the greatest of moods but when I went back to see what I captured I decide it was actually an ok day.
Here is the proof:
I really liked the flowers we chose, especially the lavender. But I paid more attention the containers- each has a different texture and color. I think it adds a little side note to the plants that makes an interesting read.
I’m going to start a little herb garden- Herbs are great. They have different personalities and come in a variety of colors and sizes. Just like fish.
As I mentioned earlier it was really hot outside.
This is how my boys dealt with it:
Hamish taking using the fan I bought especially for him and his brothers, Micey and Darwin.
I almost activated Micey’s murder button- I was blocking the cool air…bad Mommy!
Darwin was not amused by the heat, the fan or me.
Darwin is never amused.
This is a real toy from a time when smoking was cool.
With that, I’ll say goodbye for now.