Posted in BEST OF 2016
“A railroad station? That was sort of a primitive airport, only you didn’t have to take a cab 20 miles out of town to reach it.” Russell Baker
En route by Train
Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of ploy…
Posted in BEST OF 2016
“A railroad station? That was sort of a primitive airport, only you didn’t have to take a cab 20 miles out of town to reach it.” Russell Baker
En route by Train
Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of ploy…
Posted in BEST OF 2016
“A railroad station? That was sort of a primitive airport, only you didn’t have to take a cab 20 miles out of town to reach it.” Russell Baker
En route by Train
Public transit, oh what joy!
But, before you shout ahoy
Read this story of ploy
Early morning in January
I was really in a hurry
The venue was set in the city
And feeling a little giddy
After all travelling by train
Was not something to do in vain
Especially in the middle of winter
With temperatures below zero
And myself certainly no sprinter
And even less of a hero
Reaching the train station
After half jogging the way
Then I heard the notification
The train had been delayed
No indication as to arrival time
But they told us, all was fine
Just a minor snafu
The train would be there in a few
A few minutes went by
On the platform standing by
Then after a while
Waiting for the train to arrive
I was wishing I had taken the car
I would have been so very far
Oh what fun and joy!
Toes, fingers and nose freezing
The snow storm’s intensity increasing
Now I know, this was a winter’s ploy!
Posted in Freaky Friday: Tales of the odd and unexpected
“Could you like chill for a sec?” Freaky Friday The Movie
Polar Night
Presently:
“Darkness surrounds us.
There has been no spec of light for months, or possibly hours?
I am not really sure. All I know, is, that I have lost all track of time.”
Before:
In the darkness we lived for a long time. But then, “It” appeared.
A round object, in the darkest of skies. Super moon, they said. It will bring us light, they said.
Some speculated of another, possibly even more powerful, than the first one would exist.
Apparently, the objects did not appear at the same time, rather the other would disappear as the other’s time, was to shine. The more sceptic ones believed the tales to be told by fools, who had their heads in the clouds. The only thing proven to exist, was the darkness and its shroud.
Presently:
But, for now, we could only hope the tales were true, as we go on without dark little lives.
And daring to hope, that maybe, some day, the tales told by fools, would bring us the jewels
of light.
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin’ brown and golden under a sinkin’ sun” Roy Bean
Copper Moon
The copper shaded moon
Has reached its full bloom
Rusty and round
Lighting
The night ground
If you were looking for treasure
To be a person of leisure
Then this is
The wrong rainbow!
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“Photography is more than a medium for factual communication of ideas. It is a creative art” Ansel Adams
Moon, Moon, where art thou?
Moon, moon
Where art thou moon?
Come out from your hiding
On the nightly path guiding
Before off the trail
I go slipping and sliding
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin’ brown and golden under a sinkin’ sun” Roy Bean
White Moon
Shining brightly
Tonight oh so whitely
Like a Christmas song
Banging the gong
The full moon
Came out at noon
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“Aim for the moon. If you miss, you may hit a star”
W. Clement Stone
Half-Moon and Red Sky
Lurking
Behind the red clouds
When you ask
“I am just working”
The moon man says smirking
And shines on
For yet another night
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“And Fall, with her yeller harvest moon and the hills growin’ brown and golden under a sinkin’ sun” Roy Bean
Distant Moon
Spinning out from orbit
Like a sugar rush tripping hobbit
If you think about it
It may sound quite horrid
You may even feel worried
But, before you vomit
Another comet
May fill the empty space
And be a much nicer place!
Posted in the Throwback Thursday
“The only thing I ever throwback on Thursdays are drinks”
The Moon for Throwback Thursday
We love the sun and some of us love the moon also. So, for this weeks Throwback Thursday, a few posts dedicated to the mighty moon; naturally 😉 Direct from the archives – the crescent moon and the full moon: Let the howling commence!
Copper Moon for Daily Photo
Distant Moon for Daily Photo
White Moon for Daily Photo
Half-Moon and Red Sky
Moon, Moon, where art thou, Moon?
Dark Side of the Crescent Moon
Moon and Sun
Rantings Of A Third Kind 