Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Doggie Days for Caturday: Featuring Mr Diesel the Frenchie
“Every dog has his day, unless he loses his tail, then he has a weak-end.”
—June Carter Cash (singer)
Sleepy
The working day is done
I had lots and lots of fun
In my eyes I got sleeping sand
Time to travel to La-La land
Before the morning calls
I wish,
A good night to you all
Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Doggie Days for Caturday: Featuring Mr Diesel the Frenchie
“Every dog has his day, unless he loses his tail, then he has a weak-end.”
—June Carter Cash (singer)
Conqueror
Top of the world ma!
Or at least a street turtle
I go this far
So bring on the hurdles
I may be quite small
But I will conquer them all
Posted in Caturday
Photography /Poetry /Humour
Doggie Days for Caturday: Featuring Mr Diesel the Frenchie
“Every dog has his day, unless he loses his tail, then he has a weak-end.”
—June Carter Cash (singer)
Alert
I am well rested
Ready to be tested
For my guardedly duties
Like a true snoopy
I am alert
So bring on the world
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
October, the month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt” William Allingham
The End of Colour
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
October, the month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt” William Allingham
The End of Colour
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
October, the month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt” William Allingham
The End of Colour
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
October, the month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt” William Allingham
The End of Colour
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
Throwback Thursday
On Thursdays we walk down memory lane and dig deeply into the archives of Rantings Of A Third Kind. For these posts, I have chosen some of my personal favourites. Some of them may tickle the funny bone, some even provoke thoughts and some of them will give you a view of the world in photographs taken by yours truly.
This week’s Throwback Thursday is dedicated to October, the month of wellingtons and mackintoshes: Enjoy!
The End of Colour for TBT One
The End of Colour for TBT Two
The End of Colour for TBT Three
The End of Colour for TBT Four
The End of Colour for TBT Five
The End of Colour for TBT Six
The End of Colour for TBT Seven
Posted in the Throwback Thursday weekly series
Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!
October, the month of wellingtons and mackintoshes
“Now Autumn’s fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt” William Allingham
The End of Colour
This is the end of colour
Of the pain and sorrow!
The October rain
Finally came
Lashed down the leaves
Now it’s just heaps
Of gray on the ground
No colour to be found
It is the end of colour
Rantings Of A Third Kind 
