When, I saw this week’s photo prompt from Madison Woods http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/ I cried, “Aww, raspberries,” in the same dismal tone of frustration as Alfalfa of Little Rascals fame. But after twenty seconds of exhaustive research, I uncovered this tasty morsel of little-known history regarding…
What’s up with all the insects? Is it because it’s summer? Those are just two of the questions that occurred to me upon seeing this week’s photo prompt from Madison Woods http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/ I realize bugs have their place in the grand scheme of things,…
When I saw this week’s photo prompt from Madison Woods http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/ my mind started racing like a heavily sedated sloth on an exercise wheel. Could that be the road less traveled? Nope, the grass is worn down. Is it the path of least resistance?…
I can really relate to this week’s photo prompt from Madison Woods http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/ As I’ve gotten older, I’ve also become wider. (That’s right WIDER, not wiser) Some have even accused me of being full of hot air. The joke around my house is that…
I know my blogging buddy, Douglas MacIlroy http://ironwoodwind.wordpress.com/ , was thinking of me when he sent this week’s photo to Madison Woods http://madisonwoods.wordpress.com/ for Friday Flash Fiction. You could hear the snicker echoing across the waves all the way from his mountain-top perch in…
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