Daily Photos for Friday One

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Daily Photos for Friday

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“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: One

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Daily Photos for Wednesday

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“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: Five

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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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Daily Photos: Three

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Daily Photos for Wednesday

“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams

Camouflage

Hidden, from prying eyes
And all kinds of spies
With my latest disguise

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Daily Photos: Five

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Daily Photos for Tuesday

“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams

Dancing with Myself

Refusing to stay on the shelf
I am dancing with myself
Like a happy little elf
And not caring about anyone else

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Daily Photos: Four

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Daily Photos for Tuesday

“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams

Handsome

I look pretty
I feel witty
Standing in this bitty
Forest in the city

Just don’t let the kitty
Do his thing of shitty
Against my wooden frame
Or else you I will blame!

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Daily Photos: Two

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Daily Photos for Tuesday

“There is nothing worse than a sharp image of a fuzzy concept” Ansel Adams

Up on the Tree Top

Up the tree top
With a skip and a hop
Down below was a flop
So I made this swap
And I’m not going to stop
Until I reach the highest spot

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Winter Weekend for TBT two

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Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!

Winter Weekend for TBT

“Oh Winter thou art a heartless bitch!” Gun Roswell

Winter Weekend

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Winter Weekend for TBT one

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Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!

Winter Weekend for TBT

“Oh Winter thou art a heartless bitch!” Gun Roswell

Winter Weekend

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The End of Colour for TBT: five

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Poetry, photography, tales and things that nature!

October, the month of wellingtons and mackintoshes

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“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

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