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Daily Photos for Saturday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Moomin House
In the deepest of forests
The little house of blue
Stands there quite modest
In the greenest of hues
“Step in to our little house,
Be a girl, dog or a mouse,
We can offer you some Brussels sprouts
If you promise not to shout”
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Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Abandoned
Neglected and forgotten
Maybe even a little rotten
Someone had just dropped in
And ended up there squatting
But still saddened
And quite abandoned
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Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Summer Dwelling
My summer cottage
In the deepest of forests
It may not be snobbish
And it does not have a mortgage
Some say, demolish!
But I say, exotic!
For cuteness there is no shortage
No need for creature comforts
In my summer cottage
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Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Ruins
The remainders of times passed
Disappearing from sight very fast
Proves the point, that nothing lasts
…Forever
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Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Light and Shadows
Swaying slowly
In the soft wind
Soaking up boldly
The rays of the sun
Until daylight dims
And finally gone
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Daily Photos for Friday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Secret Passage
“Colonel: [stuck in a time loop] If we don’t find a way out of this soon, I’m gonna lose it.
[Teal’c looks questioningly at him]
Colonel: Lose it… It means go crazy, nuts, insane, bonzo, no longer in possession of one’s faculties, three fries short of a Happy Meal, wacko”
Into a new world
We were slowly hurled
Through a secret passage way
For good this time to stay
“There is no way back”
Said Jack
As he his wristwatch checked
And adjusted his backpack
The wormhole had closed
All standing composed
Awaiting the proposed
“Let’s move on campers,
There is no room for slackers”
Walking towards the new world order
Without any defined borders
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I like to make the mundane fabulous whenever I can” Rufus Wainwright
Open Sesame
Abracadabra!
How well do you know your algebra?
It is as easy as one, two, three
Even before you can boot your PC
The carriage of comfort
Has lifted you upwards
Your destination dead ahead
Nothing more left to be said
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“Monday is great if I can spend it in bed. I’m a man of simple pleasures, really” Arthur Darvill
Manic Mundane Monday
Just another Manic Monday
Certainly not my fun day
Back in the office again
Simply cannot explain
It just happens
Always after weekend
Leaving me baffled
I cannot help myself
And leaves me overwhelmed
I just end up here
In this stratosphere
Called work
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Daily Photos for Wednesday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Still Life
A frozen moment in time
Sometimes is just fine
You don’t always have to chime
And get your worth for the dime
It’s not a crime
To enjoy some downtime
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Daily Photos for Wednesday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Basking in the Sun
In the middle of the day
Steal a moment away
Go outside to play
In the end it will pay
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