Tag: Powerful
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Twilight
T hese days I go to bed late and wake up late. I don’t like this but I can’t seem to break the cycle. I like to work in daylight hours, not at night. Doing this is also makes me late to Storyteller. I used to post and schedule the night before but I’m trying…
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Farther Along & Further In
There are a few flowers still blooming and growing. I came across the remainders of a little Camellia. Wow, I thought. A possible picture. So I clicked the button a couple of times. I continued on. I felt lucky. You know, I’m not seeing pictures all that well. In fact, I might not be seeing…
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You Got Gold
Light. There would be no photography without it. After all, we know that photography means painting or writing with light. In many ways, this picture is the essence of it. The bushes are wet, the sunlight found the water droplets and this is what we have. I’m sorry to say that even though I compressed…
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A Very Long Curve… Trying Something New
I promised myself that during the lockdown I would learn something new. WordPress made that easy. Or, hard depending on your view. Like all major digital, internet based companies, they tell you what to do. Whatever happened to “the customer is always right?” I believe on June 1, they ‘re taking away all of the…
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The Age of Decadence
Decadence. I’m reading a rather long op-ed piece by The New York Times’ Ross Douthat. It is a take out of his upcoming book called, “The Decadent Society.” The name is not what you are thinking. He quotes Jacques Barzun, who says, “The forms of art as of life seem exhausted, the stages of development…
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In The Morning
In the morning. When you rise. Do you think of me? From an old Crosby, Stills and Nash song. Without Young. The band that will never play together. That’s a long story. Maybe I’ll tell it some day. At least, as I know it. Let’s just say that there are too many old resentments and…
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Looks Like
A Sunday picture. A bright spring like picture to help your day. Something colorful. Something almost playful. Something to make you smile. Or, groan. Spring on a winter’s day. I have a blogging buddy. She doesn’t post much anymore. She mostly posts on Facebook and on Instagram. She moved from Northwest Louisiana to Iowa. She…
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Heat
This isn’t what you think. This about New Orleans. This is about the New Orleans that makes national news. This is about the city in the throes of summer. This is about murder. Mayhem. Mass shootings. Rolling shootings. This is about at least 11 people shot, leaving three dead. This is about the first shooting…
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