Thursday for Daily Photo (two)

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“This must be Thursday.
I never could get the hang of Thursdays.”
Douglas Adams

Thursday 

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“Do you consider yourself lucky?”

She asked and turned towards Chucky,
Who was standing there mouth agape
Like he’d just seen a really odd ducky

“I guess…”

Chucky managed to stutter,
Pondering what next to utter
As the gorgeous sunset
Had his heart in a state of flutter
But soon, managed to recover
And out loud to only whisper

“Yes, I am very lucky”

Continuing staring
Up high
Into the red sky,
Still flaring

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Thursday for Daily Photo (one)

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“This must be Thursday.
I never could get the hang of Thursdays.”
Douglas Adams

Thursday 

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Did you catch the last rays?
Did you see them fade away,
Into the night sky?
Did you wish you could fly?
If you are asking why,
Then, this must be Thursday!

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Then Snow Came for Daily Photo (two)

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“And finally Winter,
with its bitin’, whinin’ wind,
and all the land will be mantled with snow”
Roy Bean

Then Snow Came

As it was pouring, when it rains
Yes, it was time, for this game!

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continued in part three

Then Snow Came for Daily Photo (four)

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“And finally Winter,
with its bitin’, whinin’ wind,
and all the land will be mantled with snow”
Roy Bean

Then Snow Came

“No this is not fake!
So just run for your lives
Before you get the wintery hives”

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Then Snow Came for Daily Photo (one)

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“And finally Winter,
with its bitin’, whinin’ wind,
and all the land will be mantled with snow”
Roy Bean

Then Snow Came

Down, down, down
The snow again came
Filling the open drain

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continued in part two

Then Snow Came for Daily Photo (three)

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“And finally Winter,
with its bitin’, whinin’ wind,
and all the land will be mantled with snow”
Roy Bean

Then Snow Came

A multitude of flakes
Leaving in its wake
Even filling, a very large lake

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continued in part four