Wordless Wednesday…Sticking it to you

The end of the road…day 2

Count

for One Word Sunday: count

Bonus Arizona whites

I’d planned to take part in the Lens-Artists Challenge today but we just bought access to Le Tour de France, so that’s five hours or so where we’re glued to the screen. Yesterday morning was my Friday grocery shopping and cleaning day for my parents, but in the afternoon my mom fell, so I was there twice more, the second time to help with dinner and then watch most of game 7 of the remaining Stanley Cup semifinal game between Tampa Bay and the NY Islanders, which also meant I didn’t get much done at home. Tomorrow my parents will be here to celebrate their 69th wedding anniversary, so a bit of prep called for there as well. All of which means I have plenty to do or to distract me and the challenge for Lens-Artists isn’t a straightforward one today. So I’m sharing three bonus white photos for Life in Colour: white, all of which come from Arizona.

This photo of a snowy egret amuses me as it appears the bird is being lifted to heaven by and in the ray of light. In case you wondered, it didn’t get that far but flew off elsewhere. 🙂

Not an artistic photo but it is an iconic one for desert dwellers. Humorous, but take it to heart and stay on the path!

This bee is living proof that the poisonous datura isn’t poisonous for bees and also has enormous, beautiful white flowers.

I hope you’re each having an enjoyable, relaxing weekend.

Something’s fishy!

Since we’re still on yellow for Jude this week, I’m going to use this one. After all, it’s Lent, although maybe that means I should post it on Friday. 🙂 If you go to Reading Terminal Market (and that would be pronounced “Reding” not like reading a book) in downtown Philadelphia, you might stop at John Yi’s market for some fresh fish. There’s a lot more to see at the Market as well but try to avoid the weekends when you might have difficulty pushing through and lines are everywhere.

for Life in Colour: yellow

Signs of the times?

I’ve seen a few signs recently that brought a smile to my face. The first two are good, but I saved the best, maybe my all-time favorite, for last…because of course that mean you have to view the entire post. Bwaahaha! I’m so tricky.

In the first case, please also hit your brakes immediately.

Outside my parents’ dentist in Sedona…

This one makes me laugh every time I see it or even think about it.

Happy humorous Tuesday.

Be real instead of being this.

for Six Word Saturday

I’d like to buy an “ed!”

Call me persnickety, but not only does “butter popcorn” sounds excessively greasy, but how on earth do you get it to pop? Tack on an “ed” and you’re looking at at my favorite snack (although I prefer homemade and not too much butter.)

Language abuse…It’s a sign.

I’m writing this on Monday afternoon with chicken stock simmering on the stove, something to combat the cold outside.  I exercised this morning, both on the treadmill and on the weight machines, but now I’m going to exercise my laughing muscles.  You’re welcome to give yours a workout as well.

As usual, at least so far, all examples are from Richard Lederer’s manual on how misuse of the English language can make us laugh, Anguished English.  Have any of you picked up a copy either at the library or bookstore since you started reading the Language Abuse posts?  I hope at least a few of you have enjoyed them enough to do so.  But now, without further ado or even much ado about nothing, let’s take a look at signs that might give a rather different impression to the reader than was expected by the creator of the sign.

In a New York restaurant:  Customers who consider our waitresses uncivil ought to see the manager.

Sometimes you really need two signs