Once upon a time in the land of trolls, unicorns were revered, and the brilliant blaze of the morning sky meant safe passage. Gray days were to be feared for that is when the trolls came out of their hidden lairs beneath the bridges. Woe unto anyone who dared venture forth on a gray day.
Written for Friday Flash 55.
Friday, December 16, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Nursery Rhyme Redo: Patty Cake Patty Cake
Monday, December 12, 2011
Quote of the Week
For it is in giving that we receive.
- Francis of Assisi
This is true no matter the season, and no matter the gift.
- Francis of Assisi
This is true no matter the season, and no matter the gift.
Friday, December 9, 2011
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Back in Time
While we were in St. Pete last month, we happened across an old Volkswagen show at Ft. DeSoto. Here are some of the more interesting ones.
Does this take you back?
Who doesn't love Krispy Kreme doughnuts? Yum!
It's 2 p.m. Do you know where your children are?
Move over Smart Cars - Volkswagen is here.
It's Party Time!
These and many more were on display in the parking lot of one of the Ft. DeSoto picnic areas. People were selling/swapping parts, cooking and eating. This puts a whole new spin on tailgating.
These and many more were on display in the parking lot of one of the Ft. DeSoto picnic areas. People were selling/swapping parts, cooking and eating. This puts a whole new spin on tailgating.
Monday, December 5, 2011
Quote of the Week
Friday, December 2, 2011
Secrets
| Image Source: Vegan Traveller |
Through the door walked a big little boy wearing a ball cap, torn jeans and dirty tennis shoes. The door keeps his secrets locked deep within where no one will know his shame or his sin. His T-Shirt is smeared with his blood and his tears. "Why did I have to send that stupid text?"
Written for Friday Flash 55.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Ravaged
This sofa once graced a happy home. A young couple sat here enjoying the fire, and contemplating all that life had to offer. Then came the war, and he was gone. Time passed slowly, the letters few and far between. Then, months later, he was returned, but he wasn’t really there. Life didn’t seem to have as much to offer now.
She couldn’t stay – she didn’t want to go. In the end, she took the things she cherished and returned home to be near her family. He sits in a dreary room, day in – day out, most of the time staring blankly into space. He knows she’s not coming back.
Now the sofa, donated and re-donated, sits by the road, soiled and broken. Its cushions long gone to some homeless man living in a cardboard village in a dank alley where the rats roam bravely through the darkened streets.
A fictional story written for Magpie Tales #93.
Monday, November 28, 2011
Quote of the Week
- Yiddish Proverb
We all come into the world in the same way. Who we become and what makes us different is the influence of our family, our environment and life's circumstances.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Post Turkey Day Blues
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| Mall of America |
My paper is blank
And my brain's turned to mush
Is it the turkey I thank
Or the holiday rush
My thoughts they are fleeting
Like ships in the night
Nary a greeting
Nor squeal of delight
So it's off to the store
In search of great deals
Through every door
I burst with great zeal
Then I stop and I stare
In total dismay
At the items on shelves
In complete disarray
What are they thinking
I thought to myself
The lights are all blinking
But I don't see an elf
So homeward I head
With my parcels in tow
My feet are like lead
And I'm moving slow
I bid good night
To the holiday shoppers
Grabbing a bite
With the holiday swappers
So homeward I head
With my parcels in tow
My feet are like lead
And I'm moving slow
I bid good night
To the holiday shoppers
Grabbing a bite
With the holiday swappers
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Giving Thanks
Thanksgiving is a time for giving thanks for everything that makes our lives special.
Here are some of the things I am thankful for:
My husband
My friends
My cats
Good food
Wine
Diet beverages
Being safe and warm in my house
Being able to buy groceries
Dining out
Summer days
Going to the beach
My sense of smell
My health
Exercise
My leaf blower
Electricity
Being loved
Clouds
Sunlight
Evening strolls
The freedom to be myself
Wishing everyone a wonderful and safe Thanksgiving!
Labels:
Family,
Food and Wine,
Holidays,
Lists,
Miscellaneous,
Pictures
Monday, November 21, 2011
Quote of the Week
Once you accept the fact that you're not perfect, then you develop some confidence.
- Rosalynn Carter
I believe this is true. We can become so concerned with making mistakes, that we begin to doubt ourselves. Once we are no longer burdened with the fear of imperfection, we are able to accomplish more and thus gain confidence in ourselves and our abilities.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Deep Thoughts
Happy, Sad
Puzzled, Mad
Bored out of your Gourd
Agitated, Frustrated
Revolving, Evolving
Filled with Joy
Filled with Pain
Preaching, Teaching
Forward Reaching
Magic, Tragic
Receiving, Achieving
Fantastic, Spastic
Hot, Cold
Timid, Bold
Fearful, Cheerful
Shrieking, Freaking
Calm before the Storm
How do you do
Not a Clue
Not a Clue
What does this Friday say to You?
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Nursery Rhyme Redo: It's Raining, It's Pouring
Upon the pillow beside my head
And there he will be until morning
Posted for dVerse poetry.
This seems quite appropriate considering the rainy day here.
Posted for dVerse poetry.
Friday, November 11, 2011
The Chilly Side
Waves on the Gulf
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| Result of last night's cold front. |
It's a bit cooler today.
Have a good weekend everyone!
Have a good weekend everyone!
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Kicking Back
Monday, November 7, 2011
Quote of the Week
Nothing revives the past so completely as a smell that was once associated with it. - Vladimir Nabokov
The smell of freshly baked bread transports you to your mom's kitchen. The salty scent of the sea returns you to a special vacation. The delicate fragrance of a rose reminds you of your first bouquet. These are all examples of how scents can bring the past to back to life. Our sense of smell is a unique link to memories, good or bad, pleasant or painful, happy or sad.
The smell of freshly baked bread transports you to your mom's kitchen. The salty scent of the sea returns you to a special vacation. The delicate fragrance of a rose reminds you of your first bouquet. These are all examples of how scents can bring the past to back to life. Our sense of smell is a unique link to memories, good or bad, pleasant or painful, happy or sad.
Friday, November 4, 2011
It's a Good Life
A few of my favorite shots to brighten
an otherwise dreary day.
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| I love my blankie |
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| Queen Sophie |
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| A sunny spot |
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| Three's Company |
Have a great weekend!
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
Write From The Heart
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| Photo courtesy of Magpie Tales |
“Just because I wrote a few short stories and dabbled a bit in poetry over the years, I suddenly thought I could write the next great novel?” Never mind that her friends had been reading her stories for years and encouraging her to write more and longer pieces. You’ve got the knack. You’ve got talent. You can do this!"
“Ha! What do they know? No, that’s not fair. They were probably just being nice, and who knows maybe they really enjoyed my scribblings but that doesn’t mean I’ve got any real talent."
While she was ranting to herself about her inability to put any coherent words down on paper, she glanced at a magazine lying on the table and saw a quote by someone whose name she didn’t recognize. It said “Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self” by Cyril Connolly.
That struck a chord with Janet. "Maybe that’s what’s wrong with me. I have been so worked up about trying to find the right plot, and the right storyline. What do people want to read?"
"Yeah, that counts for something, but it’s not everything. For a story to be good, you need to put yourself into it."
Finally! She put her pen and paper aside, and turned to her keyboard and began to write. This time from the heart.
Written for Magpie Tales.
Written for Magpie Tales.
Monday, October 31, 2011
Quote of the Week
Friday, October 28, 2011
Happy Halloween
| Image source: Joelk75 |
When I was growing up, we walked around our little neighborhood which had all of four streets. There weren't even any street lights back then. As the sun was setting, the neighborhood kids, decked out in dime store costumes, took to the streets toting their bags or plastic jack-o-lanterns hoping for the "good" candy. Yeah, baby, I'm talking CHOCOLATE!
The pictures below shows the bag (front and back) that my Mom painted for me one Halloween. Did I mention that she was creative and talented? This bag is one of my treasures.
Who wouldn't want a custom made, hand painted Halloween treat bag?
Fast forward to adulthood, and living on a busy road that isn't suitable for trick or treaters. Upside? I get to eat ALL the candy.
Now we come to my artistic talents. I painted some treat bags a few years ago when Ashley's kids were here. Below we have a witch with some bats and a ghost. Scary, huh?
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| Boo! |
And here we have a very spooky tree, a full moon and a black cat - all essentials for Halloween.
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| Mrrrooowww! |
I'd love to hear about your Halloween memories.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Faces of the Sea
I sailed a sea of green
A more gorgeous sunrise
My eyes have never seen
Once upon a night so dark
The sea now ebony
And that perfect sunrise
Is just a memory
Written for dVerse poetry
Monday, October 24, 2011
Quote of the Week
Friday, October 21, 2011
All About 60 (in 55 words)
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| Image Source: Herkie |
There are 60 months in 5 years.
There are 60 inches in 5 feet.
There are 60 minutes in an hour.
There are 60 seconds in a minute.
60 years - known as the diamond wedding anniversary.
A mile is 5,280 feet and is divisible by 60.
60 years is also known as three score.
Zero to 60 is an automotive standard of performance.
Gone in 60 seconds.
There are 60 inches in 5 feet.
There are 60 minutes in an hour.
There are 60 seconds in a minute.
60 years - known as the diamond wedding anniversary.
A mile is 5,280 feet and is divisible by 60.
60 years is also known as three score.
Zero to 60 is an automotive standard of performance.
Gone in 60 seconds.
This was written for Friday Flash 55.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Nursery Rhyme Redo: Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater
Had a wife who was a cheater
He caught her in a big fat lie
And baked her in a pumpkin pie
Posted for dVerse Poetry.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Quote of the Week
Visualize this thing you want. See it, feel it, believe in it. Make your mental blueprint and begin.
- Robert Collier
You may tell yourself, "I can't do that". You see many times we are our own biggest road block. What if no one likes my work? Does it matter? Who are you really trying to please? Answer these questions and then do what makes you happy!
Friday, October 14, 2011
The Wedding Planner Blues
| Image Source: pinkangelbabe |
Written for Friday Flash 55.
Disclaimer: I am not a wedding planner and this is totally fictional.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
Quote of the Week
Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen.- Leonardo da Vinci
A friend of mine said we finger paint with our words. It's true! Words paint pictures and pictures tell stories. Each unique on its own, yet intertwining to create great beauty.
Friday, October 7, 2011
The Bubble Bug - Identity Revealed
UPDATE: Last year I posted a picture of a bug I spotted while walking at Salem Lake. I'd never seen one like it before, and thought it looked like a bug in a bubble.
While looking up another critter from the insect world, I recognized this as my bubble bug.
Mystery solved. It seems the little guy is called a Tortoise Beetle. While the markings on my beetle aren't identical to the one I found online, tortoise beetles come in many other colors and patterns.
Varieties of the tortoise beetle are found throughout the world. They are common, and apparently harmless to people. Agriculturally considered a minor pest, they can attack foliage but rarely cause significant crop damage.
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
The Deer Roam Free
My husband's brother and family live in a small town a few miles from us. Their property backs up to a large park, so this is a normal sight in their yard.
When we were leaving a few nights ago, there were two deer in the yard just past the driveway, two more in the yard across the street, and we spotted several more as we left the neighborhood.
The deer roam free
In our town
Beware the deer
At sundown
When darkness falls
And shadows flee
In our town
The deer roam free
Fortunately, they also come out during the afternoons for photo ops. Hubby got this with his cell phone. The deer rarely make an appearance like this when I'm there with my camera.
Monday, October 3, 2011
Quote of the Week
| Image source: Wikipedia |
-Thomas A. Edison
As a scientist, inventor and businessman, Edison is responsible for over one thousand U.S. patents. Home schooled by his mother, his work advanced communication, the motion picture camera, the light bulb and the concept of mass production.
Imagine if he had said "I can't do that" in his process of invention. We may not be famous inventors, but we are all capable of amazing things. Just say "Yes, I can!"
Friday, September 30, 2011
A Wine Weekend
Ten people in five cars visit seven wineries in three days. Rain, fog, misty clouds hung low made for slow go round and round the mountain.
A blast that passed too fast.
Good food set the mood for our eclectic brood.
Good friends and good wine equals good times.
Cheers to all wine lovers everywhere.
Written for Friday Flash 55.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Mountain View
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| Afton Mountain Vineyards |
Mountainous backdrop
Layered behind the vineyard
Like smokey shadows
Written for dVerse poetry.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Quote of the Week
Friday, September 23, 2011
Moving Day
Written for Friday Flash 55.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Nursery Rhyme Redo: Jack and Jill
| Image Source: Wikipedia |
Jack and Jill took some pills
They got from their drug dealer
Jack fell down upon the ground
And Jill called an herbal healer
They got from their drug dealer
Jack fell down upon the ground
And Jill called an herbal healer
Posted for dverse poetry.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Second Anniversary: Meet and Greet
Another year has rolled around, and tomorrow Roses to Rainbows celebrates its second anniversary in the blogosphere. Last year I listed for you the things I had learned during my first year of blogging, and introduced you to some of the people I had met.
This year I would like you to introduce yourselves to me. I would like to meet those of you who pop in and leave without a trace. This is not the FBI, but you are all on my most wanted list.
So whether you drop in regularly or this is your first visit, please look around and make yourself at home. There's a pot of coffee on for you morning folks, and a glass of wine for the evening crowd. Don't be shy now - you are among friends here.
You are all important to me. I want to thank the regular R2R crowd for sticking with me, and invite everyone else to join in the fun.
Cheers, everyone!
The Quote of the Week will return next Monday.
The Quote of the Week will return next Monday.
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