This week’s photo challenge is about perspective:
post a photo which is not what it seems to be.
This week’s photo challenge is about perspective:
post a photo which is not what it seems to be.
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I went to get my hair cut and met Maggie.
She is a most beautiful blond who immediately commands attention.
I was in the waiting room of the beauty salon, a traditional place to meet and make friends.
And I was just thumbing through a magazine hoping to find a hair style to transform me into a raving beauty when Maggie came in.
It’s hard to describe the bonding process between strangers, but I knew right away that Maggie was special. There is a kindness in her eyes and an inner beauty that can only be described as ultra natural.
In addition to that raw beauty, Maggie has a calm and self assured demeanor so she makes a statement when she enters a room. Like a celebrity film star, she invites people to come near. I was absolutely thrilled when she sat right next to me.
And she is a giver. You can tell that right away too. She exudes kindness and sensitivity.
I had my cell phone camera with me and could kick myself that I didn’t take a picture of beautiful Maggie to show you, but here are a few more details to help you picture my wonderful new friend:
Maggie is part Chow and part something else.
She is a furry fuzzy fluffy doll of a dog.
She has big brown eyes and a happy face.
And I really did meet Maggie in the beauty shop.
Robin, her adopted Mom, brought Maggie in (on leash) and evidently that was nothing new.
Robin was having her hair done and Maggie was delighted to be there too. She was so well behaved and sweet I fell in love with her. I think the feeling was mutual because she (Maggie) sat right up against my leg. “She can tell you love dogs,” said Robin. And we shared in dog talk and I told her about Rozie and we spoke of other dogs in our lives and the pain of loss.
And I said, “If you ever need a dog sitter, you know who to call.” And she said, “If you get another dog, I have a great big yard too.”
I made a new friend today. And maybe I made two.
That morning I saw a lone deer
and gazing at a field of snow.
I glanced away to other mundane chores,
looked back and back again
to find her still unmoving,
shocked and staring.
“Where is that grassy field I knew just yesterday?”
“What is this sea of white?”
And as I ate a quiet breakfast and sipped my tea
I realized hunger was the poor deer’s plight,
for there she stood shocked and wondering
what to do or where to be
until resigned she turned and walked back
into the forest.
Posted in Country Challenges, Country Fotos, Country Thoughts, Critters, Poetry, Survival | Tagged country living, Deer, nature, photography, poetry, rural life, Snow, Wildlife, Winter, winter scenes | 18 Comments »
In a post created specifically for this challenge,
share a photo that shows us abandoned.
What is the best dream you’ve ever had?
Recount it for us in all its ethereal glory.
If no dream stands out in your memory,
recount your worst nightmare.
Leave no frightening detail out.
Mary Lou was my first good school friend when I was seven. We “hung out” at recess in the school yard and I think we did a lot of giggling.
One day Mary Lou was not at school, and she did not appear the next day either. I missed her. More days went by and at last I asked another girl, “Do you know where Mary Lou went?” And she answered, “Didn’t you know? Mary Lou drowned and so did her little brother!”
I had no idea what “drowned” meant. I heard more stories at school about how the whole family had drowned trying to save Mary Lou’s little brother who was playing on stepping stones in the water.
I began having a nightmare about how this could have happened. I dreamed about it almost every night and would wake up somehow feeling responsible for losing Mary Lou.
Finally that dream disappeared but another took its place.
My family loved to fish off a big bridge in our area. I dreamed that on one expedition my little brother was leaning over the railing, leaned too far, and fell in. It was a very long drop and he was drowning. My father jumped in after him but all the thrashing forced them both under water. My mother jumped in and she too was drowning. In the dream I knew if I jumped in I would die, so I ran away.
This was the worst dream of all and I am even appalled at recounting it since I am such an unsympathetic character in the story.
This Nightmare #2 stayed with me well into adulthood and finally stopped, but books and films that include water drowning still make me feel ill.
P.S. Little Brother, Steve, if you are reading this, please know that I would jump in now to save you – in the dream or in real life!
It was a warm sunny day here in the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia. The wild birds were busy ignoring all the bargain seeds I sprinkled around to ward off avian starvation. The big snow is gone but the seeds are still here. I checked. “Ungrateful little critters,” I muttered.
My, what a wonderful day though, with the warm sun urging me to stay outdoors. This is a first chance to think about springtime cleanup chores. What needs doing?
But the real reason I went out in the first place was to work on our Liriope bed.
The February issue of Southern Living magazine insists I should be out now in February (which is almost over), “grooming” the Liriope.
Liriope is a grassy looking plant with long leaves, normally quite hardy and of course it would have to be quite hardy to survive our benign neglect. The formal definition is: One of several plants belonging to the genus Liriope, of the lily family, having tufted, grasslike leaves and clusters of small bluish or white flowers.
According to Southern Living February 2014:
“Is your Liriope (monkey grass) looking ragged?
Then use pruners, a string trimmer, or your lawn mower to cut it to
an inch tall now to make way for fresh foliage.
If you cut the tips of the new leaves,
they’ll keep their cut ends for the rest of the year.”
Oh no, a cut-ended border would not look good for the rest of the year! Heeding the magazine’s sage advice and laden down with shears, garden gloves and a determination to be a better gardener, I approached our winter weary bed of Liriope.
At first I couldn’t find it.
Could I have forgotten where it was planted?
But thankfully, there it was and much to my dismay (or relief), the little plants were already groomed and pruned (looking a little sad and weedy) to an inch above the ground!
It has been a tough winter for the deer here too. I heard that no acorns have fallen from the trees this year and so the deer are hungry. The brutal cold and a heavy snow didn’t help much either so they made a salad of my Liriope!
Normally this might have been upsetting. It’s hard enough to keep things thriving around here when the deer keep dining on anything with a green tinge.
For instance, there is a tall leafless evergreen bush near the front of our house. It is barren of leaves except for the top part where the deer can no longer reach high enough to graze. That poor old naked bush has a slightly shocked denuded look as if to say, “I’m cold! Why the x&%#/* did you let this happen?”
But back to the Liriope, I am not angry at the little “dears” since they are so lovely and they really are hungry and in this case they have done my pruning for me. When Spring has finally sprung and the new Liriope shoots come up with the desired pointy ended leaves I will rejoice for the care they received from our marauding deer.
Meanwhile I am stocking up on deer repellent.
Now that Bill and I are dogless, childless and footloose, we have rediscovered the movies! So tonight we wound up dinner and the dishes and off we went to catch a 7:00 PM show!
The film was Monuments Men. I felt we were on a date again. What fun – a night out with no one to account to and nothing to account for. We could lollygag all evening even though our little town closes down at 5:00 PM.
There is only one theater here, divided into three sections now – a big downstairs for the 3D stuff, and two little upstairs balcony seating for other films. We were in the balcony. If you don’t mind heights, it’s a heady experience.
We were seated next to another couple and I overheard them saying this was the second time they tried to see Monuments Men. Evidently there were no seats available the night before.
Their conversation was scintillating but I couldn’t wait for the movie to begin. Ahhhh – here came the previews and the lights went out and we were ready to go.
Whoaaaaaa…. the previews were so loud I had to put my fingers in my ears. Well, maybe that’s the way they do movies nowadays for drama and effect. “Patience Dor, patience,” I kept telling myself.
Then someone came with a flashlight, heading for the top rungs of the balcony. Would they lower the volume?
My My – what dark previews! All very fuzzy and dim. Ahh well, maybe they are making action films dimmer now. Darkness adds to the suspense I guess.
At last, the feature presentation!
“I hope this opening scene is supposed to be at night,” I muttered to Bill. Was my vision impaired or were the scenes in the movie blurry and lacking color? “Maybe the whole film is dim on purpose,” I thought. “Maybe it’s to establish a depressing mood.” Was I going blind or what? I kept blinking and rubbing my eyes.
And suddenly the movie abruptly stopped!
We were looking at a dark gloomy “still” as the audience sat in the dark wondering when the movie would begin again.
The lights came on (supposedly so we could safely stumble out) and a kindly voice said a bulb needed replacing so they would not be showing Monuments Men tonight. “We will give each of you either a raincheck or a refund,” the voice said. “The raincheck is good for any film and never expires.” And Bill mumbled, “Neither does money.”
Oddly this whole incident put me in a giggly mood since we were experiencing small town stumbling at its best. Yes, by golly, our wonderful little cinema has modern digital technology, but they got snookered by a simple light bulb!
Even the couple next to us trying to see this film for the second time, took their disappointment with laughter. “What will you do tonight then?” someone asked. “Maybe watch the Olympics I guess.” And someone else said, “Three’s a charm.”
And the lady in front of us got free popcorn because she had eaten hers and there were a whole lot of un-popped kernels left in the bottom of her box. Where else I ask you would you get customer service like that?
Bill and I will try again tomorrow night (providing our money has not expired) and after we confirm the light bulb has been replaced.
I can’t wait for another exciting night out on the town, especially if it once again leaves me grinning!
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