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Daily Photos for Saturday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Tall
Tall is my shadow
On this plateau
Can you see the glow?
As I am starting to grow
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Daily Photos for Saturday
“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams
Jungle
“It’s a jungle out there!”
Tarzan shouted
As he out of the lush forest sprouted
“Someone, please,
Give me some cheese,
And a cup of tea!
Get me out of these leaves
I am sick and tired of striptease!”
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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
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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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