Black and White Bench

This week’s entry for Cee’s Black and White Photo Challenge (CBWC) is any kind of seating. The following photos are from a 2014 camping trip with girlfriends and hike on the Ice Age Trail in northern Wisconsin. If you’d like to see the color version of the first photo and an accompanying poem, click HERE. From the Ice Age Trail Alliance: “More than 12,000 years ago, an immense flow of glacial ice sculpted a landscape of remarkable beauty across Wisconsin.Read more

Don’t Ask…

“If the path be beautiful, let us not ask where it leads.” ~Anatole France~ As I write this, I am looking out at an all-day rain and the end of what was an absolutely mouth-watering, life-giving, and rejuvenating stretch of weather in November. I spent four days of this stretch on the bike and when the wind was a little too much or time ran short, I went for a walk. The cordiality of the sun and smiling companion ofRead more

SoCS: An Addition to the Menu

This past week was a glorious addition to a fall biking menu. Rather than normal high temperatures in the upper 40’s to low 50’s F, we have been basking in the warmth of the 60’s and low 70’s. It is the weather I had hoped for in October. It’s been a blessing as the loveliness of the outdoors has kept my mind off the national election and on to more important matters: time on the nearby state bike trails. IRead more

In a Moment

In a moment I shall see the wholly beauty of thee the chartreuse forest sublime in a taunting seasonal rhyme In a moment I have laid down Horizontal lifeless brown Roots exposed to autumn air The forest sing-song in despair In a moment I stand tall Piney feathers never fall Limbs hold up a child dear An endless mission crystal clear In a moment winter will come My leaves fallen, done I’ll capture the warmth of sol Rue arrival ofRead more

Trails of Black and White

This week’s black and white photo challenge from Cee’s Photography calls for patterns in nature. Click HERE to join in this outdoor challenge. I find incredible beauty when I’m on a walking/bike trail; therefore, the photos are reflective of three local trails – the Wiouwash, Mountain Bay and Heckrodt Wetland Reserve. I hope you enjoy!Read more

Devour the Kibble!

Have you ever bent over your food and devoured it with gusto and without thought because you were simply ravenous? Gibbs the cat devours his food as if it were his last meal. He claims in “meows” that it’s past time to eat because he has been wasting away to nothing. To nothing…skin and bones. The evil human makes him wait too long, but once the food is upon him, he eats – sometimes wolfing it down in mere minutes,Read more

A Cat’s Black & White View

A somewhat spotty window to his world. The cat tree is positioned so a male cat can see. Birds, trees, bunnies, a feral cat, people, cars, the horrid garbage truck, the back of a Costco, and his human driving away to who-knows-where. A cat’s vision is similar to a human that is color blind. While Gibbs may see some colors, I wonder how much of his world is a scene and motion in black and white. He sits here mostRead more

Baby Girl – Cee’s B&W Photo Challenge

“This week our topic is Pets and Farm Animals. Be creative if you feel like it, and fun with this challenge this week. Remember your photos needs to be black and white, desaturated, sepia (brown tones) or selective color.  I’m looking forward to seeing what you all come up. Feel free to take new photos or dig through your archives.  The main object of this challenge is to have fun.” This photo of my baby girl, Ziva, was taken five yearsRead more

SoCS: Prose from the Pod

Brush me right there On the belly square Along the soft, creamy hair If you naively dare I’m going to stay right here Not to be cavalier, but… Don’t go near Queenie dear She’s up to something, I fear I command the brush, I say It is the pampering day Hold the hairspray Human, do not walk away In the shadows I shall hide With knowledge, abide In safety simplified From Ziva’s brand of homicide Brush me, brush me now!Read more

In Truth or Fiction

What path is this? Does it head toward truth? Or remain shaded in fiction? Spirits, desire the straight and narrow of a wooded lane of earth, atmosphere, simple truth Truth that floats with conviction over darkness below giving virtuous cover to fiction Cross the bridge in honesty In knowledge, wisdom Throwing fantasy over rail’s side Fiction through lies forges mud Sucking reality into inky muck Tempting us to sink to its depth Truth is golden It has no agenda, noRead more

Reflections

Reflections in a mirror Aqua sky, tree, green, atmosphere Reflections on pavement Spokes, frame, gears, the ride Reflections off water Shadow, sunlight, hues, flock of wings Reflections standing guard Neat row, order, vertical, mimicking Reflections circling mind Grateful, content, calm, soulful triumphRead more

Stripes, Shadows, Light

“I asked the Zebra, are you black with white stripes? Or white with black stripes? And the zebra asked me, Are you good with bad habits? Or are you bad with good habits?” ~Shel Silverstein~ “Your identity is like your shadow: not always visible and yet always present.” ~Fausto Cercignani~ “I’ve earned my stripes; I don’t need to prove myself to anyone.” ~Stacey Dooley~ “The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say.” ~Gregory Maguire~ “WeRead more