A joyful heart is good medicine.

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Rain,
hardening its heart,
brings both beauty and death to the land.

Narcissus lie frozen in the unseasonable snow.

In the morning,
the crystal flowers
bow their heads in sorrow
at  the shortness of life.
Yet when the warmth comes,
they remain stalwart in their bent beauty.

 

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Two drops “On Top” of a plate

A happy and blessed Easter to all of you!

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To view more examples of “On Top”, go here:  http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_photo_challenge/on-top/.

A company shouldn’t get addicted to being shiny, because shiny doesn’t last.
~Jeff Bezos

Shiny in the bathroom sink

Shiny in the bathroom sink

 

Whither goest thou, America, in they shiny car in the night?
~Jack Kerouac

 

A bit of shiny spotted from an airplane

A bit of shiny spotted from an airplane

 

When hope is not pinned wriggling onto a shiny image or expectation, it sometimes floats forth and opens.
~Anne Lamott

Me taking a shiny picture with my iPad

Me taking a shiny picture with my iPad

 

 Here are more “Shiny” things.

 

My weekly hundred words.

Copyright Douglas M. MacIlroy

Copyright Douglas M. MacIlroy

 

 

Recovery Operation

The multiple rolls down the mountainside were over instantly.

The rest, an endless dream. Somehow escaping the smashed car. Crawling up what seemed a cliff. In shock, shivering, as we waited for a passing car in the night. The doctor saying there were no mirrors. My friends looking quickly away. The drive to the city. Plastic surgery. The metal holding my re-shaped nose taped below raccoon eyes.

In the airport, my alien head subjected to averted gazes, I vowed to never look askance at the deformed, the challenged, the different. Theirs was forever. I would heal.

My friend, the driver…uninjured.

 

I wrote this a few days ago as I was cleaning up the yard.  Very different meaning tonight.  Both meanings apply.  It might be appropriate in the US that a definite chill has arrived tonight as tomorrow is tax day.

Winter detritus
Clings tenaciously to earth
Hides burgeoning life

Sunday

Sunday

 

Monday

Monday

 

Monday night

Monday night

 

“Spring is the time of year when it is summer in the sun and winter in the shade.”
~ Charles Dickens, “Great Expectations”

(Or summer in the morning and winter at night.)

When you start taking photos, you begin to see things differently, to see potential photos everywhere.  Bring your focus close to you and you’ll find a plethora of beautiful photos waiting to be recorded.  This week’s Phoneography Challenge (or, to give it all its gravitas, the Phoneography and Non-SLR Digital Devices Photo Challenge) is “Macro“, just the place for those photos.  I looked in my glass and in my mixing bowl and came up with the following pictures.  Any editing was done on Picasa 3, my newest toy.

 

I love lemon in my water.

 

Molasses on sugar

Molasses on sugar..and sugar on molasses

 

Lemon in my water

Lemon in my water