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Alien invasion!

FOTD 7.15.22

Deep in the sun-searched growths the dragonfly
Hangs like a blue thread loosened from the sky. ~Dante Gabriel Rossetti

I suppose I should just leave it as is–a beautiful dragonfly and a lovely quote. But that dragonfly’s little head looks to me so much like that of a demented alien bent on taking over earth that I can’t resist mentioning it. And now you’re going to see it forever, too. (Demented laugh.) In this case, I was fortunate enough to escape its evil clutches. Happy Tuesday. 🙂

Yesterday during my walk I found 8 lovely lemons (which I had to carry with me for over half an hour!) I also saw this. And I wasn’t even anywhere near Area 51! Bulk trash pickup is what they say, but I don’t believe it!

Every Sunday, a number of photographers gather some of their oddest shots and post them in the Oddball Photo Challenge.  “Odd’ may mean photos you took but can’t categorize, photos of odd things, photos that are oddly funny, or just photos that turned out oddly.  If you have any of these, feel free to participate.  If not, just enjoy, both the oddball photos and your Sunday.

The aliens next door:

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Cheap and easy:

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The Weekly Photo Challenge is “Let There Be Light.”  I find this one particularly interesting, although it makes me want to phone home.  But maybe I’m just space truckin’.


Our last night in Cape May Point, our whole group headed for Sunset Beach before dinner to (what else?), watch the sunset.  🙂  To say conditions were less than ideal would be an understatement.  A large cloud bank made us wonder whether we’d even see a sunset, the temperature had dropped precipitously from prior days and, worst of all, the wind was whipping the waves into a frenzy and driving the sand into millions of tiny sandblasters.  (more…)

“Hurry!”  His voice grew more urgent.  “Much longer and it will begin to live again!”

I plunged the knife into the beautiful, silvery body and began to saw.  The hacking blade made a noise like a rusty zipper, juddering through the alligator-like skin.  A putrid stench filled my nostrils.  I reached into the body for the essence of the creature’s life.  Shuddering, I pulled it out and tossed it aside, where it caught on some desiccated grape vines, the quivering viscous globules looking like mutant grubs.

My voice determinedly resolute, I asked, “Do I really have to eat it?”


As with all the Friday Fictioneers prompts, you can enjoy the variety of stories by talented authors by going to Madison Woods’ site for this story: You won’t regret it.  Or you may click on the little frog icon below.

For the other Friday Fictioneers authors, I’m on the road today (Wed.) and tomorrow, ending tomorrow night at over 7,000′ and with a probably poor internet connection.  So it will take me awhile to get to your stories and since I’m on vacation, I may not make it to all of them as I usually try to do.  Thanks for reading, commenting and critiquing mine, even if I can’t get around to yours (at least right away.)  I always appreciate your time.

Playing around in the back yard with the special photo booth effects on my iPad… (more…)