Conversation With a Six-Year-Old

"The dogs got me wet"

"Is this too close?"

"Can I dig here?"

"I'm going to throw sticks for Lil"

"Look, there's a werewolf."

"Werewolves ARE real!"

Returning home before the werewolves come out.

Sun Rise Sun Set, Trees, Festivals...

I wanted to do all the prompts
But life got in the way
I've been really swamped
And almost lost my way

I wanted to create Shakespeare style
I wanted sunset words to sing
I thought of trees for a while
But on paper I couldn't do a thing.

So I gathered pictures
Of trees and sunsets
Played within strictures
I haven't got it yet

So I combined trees and sunsets but no festival this time
Shakespeare style with less with thirty-five lines

For Poetry Jam  and d'verse~Poets Pub

Sky Watch and Ki Watch

Morning sky

evening sky,

and in between...Ki,

Ki,

Ki!

Sunrise, Sunset...

Sunrise, sunset

Swiftly fly the years...

Sky Shooter...

I have been called worse!  Hubby mumbled it under his breath, like it was an insult or something.  He also said I'm not pulling over for a d#*! photo.  So these are taken through a dirty windshield and at least sixty miles an hour, I say "at least" because he did slow down a little for me.

It was absolutely beautiful and no matter how much Hubby fussed, he didn't suck the enjoyment outta me!

Just imagine what beautiful pictures I COULD have had if the stubborn barn-spoiled man would have pulled over! 
Gotta love him, been stuck with him (and he with me) for thirty-eight years, guess I'll keep him.  Calling me sky shooter again, I just smiled and said, Thank you, honey!

Fiddler On The Roof Friday

"Sunrise

Sunset

Sunrise

 

Sunset

Swiftly fly the years

One season following another

Laden with happiness and tears."

Fiddler On The Roof