I present to you .... a Puffer Fish!
or is it Smoked Salmon? I'm not really sure.
view holding a fan
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Our Daily Challenge: Puffed
PS
I just want you to know, this is a hill of rocks and I was wearing flip flops and all was well till I got the giggles from this and rolled down the hill. I only got Mr Stix back cause I took off one of the flip flops and chucked it at him while I hopped around on one foot.
Thursday, August 15, 2013
Puffed
Swimming Through The Rocks
It's good to swim through the rocks sometimes. It toughens us up to face the hard times that always appear at one point or another in our lives. That and when you fart, there are no tell tale bubbles to give you away.
View from a river of rocks
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Our Daily Challenge: Life As A Movie
(Garth, you gave me a brain cramp!)
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
The No Longer Tick Of A Lost Watch
There's nothing finer than finding something lost.
With the old trunk opened and it's contents strewed across the floor, I found a box. The box, only a few feet away, called to me. I reached out and plucked it from the debris that surrounded it. Inside was a bag. The bag wrapped a small container. The small container held a watch lost for what seems like a millennium. It was the first watch I purchased by myself for me. It sat quietly in my hand, no longer ticking, frozen at some point in time.
So many memories came with the finding of the watch. When I got it, where I was and who was with me. It told me what time I broke a finger. It reminded me I was late for a movie only to find a friend I had lost touch with. So many things I had forgotten came back.
It no longer makes a sound, the Tick lost long ago but it still speaks loud and clear.
I placed the watch into the container, wrapped it back up in the bag, then stuffed it back in the box. I placed the box at the bottom of the chest in hopes that when what feels like a millennium passes once more, I will find the quiet watch and let it speak to me of all the things I forgot.
View through Nostalgia
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Our Daily Challenge: Quiet
Inside No. 814
While I was hiking along through my garage, I saw an old dusty train off in the distance. Curiosity took over me and I had to investigate. Upon closer inspection, I found the old train car to be No. 814 and carried Automobile Furniture. I didn't even know Automobiles needed furniture. I had to see though. I slowly slid the rustic door sideways with a metal scraping noise. It was dark inside and my eyes hadn't adjusted from the light. I felt a tiny tap on my toe and and a tiny voice with a bad Australian accent called up to me. "Hello Mate, give me a hand, will you?"
I ran. I still have NO clue what Automobile furniture is.
View FAR FAR away from a spider with a bad Australian accent
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Our Daily Challenge: Interior (I couldn't fit my camera in there. I did try though :) )
Sunday, August 11, 2013
I'm Ready For My Close Up
Ever since I took that shot of Mr. Potato Head for Flickr Friday, he has been following me around crying, Take My Photo.
I think I am going to have French Fries for dinner
View while saying CHEESE
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Sliders Sunday
Friday, August 9, 2013
Indulge Me
Or I'll shoot you with me handy dandy DeathRay Gun!
huh? It does so work
stop snickering! It is so REAL!
Fine, it's a TOY!
View through green glasses to get a full spectrum of colors
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Our Daily Challenge: Indulgent
for me that would be toys and photography, doesn't get much better. :)