This shot taken by a friend just caught my eye….
Photo taken by Julie Stiles Rexford in northern New York
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Day filled with remembering
My silence lingers still
Reminiscing all around me
I cannot get my fill
Listening is uncharted waters
My shallowness getting thin
Progress in my own thinking
Today’s a sure win
Family is inclusive
Escaping me in past
Feelings of being stable
In hopes that they will last
I am thankful for the new day…timzauto
Thanksgiving day is filled with family and friends , I know we are also busy with events , football, eating ..lol and socializing …I would like to challenge you all to just one picture that describes what you are thankful for….so thruout today just snap one picture and post , maybe we all can see the different ways everyone is thankful for….tag your posts with TGphotochallenge so we can check your pics and enjoy your way of being thankful…Thanks for posting and lets get snapping those photos
Home is the place where I walk in the door, recognize the fragrances, smiles at the messes, savor the peace and feeling of security. When my family is with me, What I miss most about home, is simply home, itself.
Of course, coming home alone is a different story. The joy of beloved faces, sloppy kisses from kids and pets, and the “ahh” of taking off the uncomfortable shoes or clothes you’ve endured while you were away, all of these give home that all important feeling of belonging.
What strikes me most about my feelings for ‘home’ is thinking of the homeless. Thinking of not having that place to rest, not being able to go to the kitchen, open the curtains and fix some chai tea. Not flopping down in your favorite recliner, or taking a hot bath. I honestly believe that the best thing about home is simply HAVING ONE.
Aloft in a tower
So no one can judge
Alone with her thinking
She still holds a grudge
Looking without seeing
Her eyes still they fail
Can’t go on living
Tries to no avail
Tears running slowly
But no one can see
I still hear her whispers
Or is it just me
I’m here again
looking over the same
wanting to renew myself
trying to hide my shame
with tears getting impoverished
I flash into a dream
everything looks so blurry
then I hear a scream
I focus on a detail
before it fades away
a man appears before me
and all he had to say
this broken red you noticed
doesn’t mean its imperfection
really what your seeing
a lucid dreams refection
She never quite had what others got so easily, it seems. She worked twice as hard and got half as much. Still, every summer she would find a way for a seed or two to curl their heads into the sun, sprout fuzzy, perhaps a bit prickly leaves that soon became a bud.One day, the bud would begin to open, showing its crimson soul. For a few days it would magnify itself, command comments on it’s beauty, then it would begin its trip home.
Fall would come, she would hake her brown fluted bowl of seeds in the wind and finally succumb to winders cold and wind, break open and spread her seeds. And then spring would come again, and season after season, she would struggle to produce those lovely, fleeting blossoms.
One year, someone mowed down her beautiful blossom, but she fought on for many years. Sun, rain, wind, cold, her strength lie somewhere inside that tiny seed. One autumn, it seemed no pod had formed,
No one noticed the one hidden in the soil. The poppy no longer bloomed in the place it had always been, But in the spring, a child scratched out a tiny patch around a new plant by her sandbox. She lined it with stones from the creek and soon, a beautiful red flower appeared.
“What is this, mommy?” she asked one day.
“Oh, my! A poppy!” mommy gasped. “My Aunt Carol used to grow them! Be sure and save the seed pod.”
And she did.
In loving memory of Carol Johnson, November 5, 1948-August 1, 2013
I just love the Weekly Photo Challenge from The Daily Post @ WordPress.com. I look forward to the new challenge when it is posted on Friday. This week the challenge is GREEN! My interpretation comes from a trip I shared with my husband to Niagara Falls. The breathtaking views of the falls from Niagara Falls State Park
Some of you asked me to write this one and I thought I’d share from my blog at melissahassard.com. I hope you find it useful and would love your comments and feedback!
Many have expressed interest in learning more about using WordPress Categories and Tags, and the difference between the two.
First, let’s take a look at the definitions as they are explained in WordPress’ own documentation:
Categories provide a helpful way to group related posts together, and to quickly tell readers what a post is about. Categories also make it easier for people to find your content. Categories are similar to, but broader than, tags. For more information on the differences between categories and tags please check out this support doc.
Tags provide a useful way to group related posts together and to quickly tell readers what a post is about. Tags also make it easier for people to find your content. Tags are similar to, but more specific than, categories. The use of tags is completely optional.
If you read the WordPress documentation on using categories and tags, you’ll notice that in both definitions you’ll find the following: “also make it easier for people to find your content” and “tell readers what your post is about.”
The same verbiage written into both definitions. Confusing. So what’s the deal?
Categories are a useful way we organize our sites for ourselves and our readers. Think in broad terms like navigation.
Tags are essentially the keywords in your article or post. Keywords means the most important topics you are covering. Perhaps a nuanced detail that often gets overlooked but is important. Basically, it is a handful of words that are significant or relevant to what you are trying to say.
Search engines like Google are constantly improving their algorithms (the formulaic way they send their spiders to analyze and catalog every site) to ignore and demote blatant attempts to overshadow other sites by using false tags, unrelated links, and other sketchy means. As a result, tagging your blog and tagging it correctly is essential.
Further in the description of tags, WordPress says this:
[read more here: via WordPress, Google, and Content Tagging — A User Guide | Melissa I. Hassard.]
I have a tech question and hope someone can help me. I’ve been all over the internet trying to figure it out without luck. The problem is that the “Follow this Blog” widget on the sidebar is not up to date with the number of followers I have.
I know for certain that yesterday I got a new follower on my “Chronicles of a Writer” blog. Before she joined, the number of followers was 86. Now it should be 87, but guess what? It remains at 86.
I also suspect that it hasn’t moved and there could be other new followers on both this blog and on “Brainstorms.”
I checked the “Follow this Blog” widget to make sure I still had the counter checked. It was.
So I’m stuck. Can you help me?
Maggie and Anne, as two voices of constant support, dedication to craft, and encouragement here within our community, I appreciate your willingness to step into this new role as a consistent voice of assistance, welcome and encouragement.
This community is such a rich place of personality, craft, and talent. I absolutely love looking in and finding the many interesting and diverse pieces that become a beautiful montage.
I am working behind the scenes to both write and pull together a few more elements and resources for us. I have plans. Oh, yes, I have plans.
New contributors have joined and are joining us soon. Watch for them if you haven’t spotted them already!
And NEW! The 20 Lines Calendar
Coming soon will be writing and photography contest deadlines along with links to the supporting websites for more information. My goal is that we can channel what we are doing into many opportunities for those who seek them. Take a look and forward contests to me as you find them!
Much more fun ahead. Many challenges and opportunities to flex your creative muscle. And as always, if you have ideas or thoughts and would like to share them with me, my door is always open. Mi casa es su casa.
Cheers! And Happy Everything.
I’ve checked my stats,
it’s so slow today.
What’s going on?
No one’s reading poetry.
I’ve checked the counter,
and gave it a tap.
I think it is broken -
well… this is crap!
I’ve writ my heart out!
(at least I’ve tried…)
What’s going on?
Have my followers died?
I’m clicking refresh,
and I’ve broken F5!
Still no views -
I’ll keep a check.
C’mon orange square-
please flash up…
show that someone cares!
© Slow Day 2012
By Alexandra Carr-Malcolm
Stats van http://www.samoera.com (Photo credit: Peter Forret)
… and I would like to welcome all of you, new and founding contributors and followers.
What a beautiful tapestry we create of art, photography and language.
If you haven’t yet, send me a bio to include on the Contributors’ page –
I appreciate each of you and am always blown away when I put the outside world aside and come here.
Thank you for being a part of this amazing project and family.
Happy writing. Happy photography. Happy everything.
1. I shared 20 Lines or Less with a friend today and he had some lovely things to say about your work.
2. Wordpress caps me at 50 contributors and if you can believe this, we’re getting close.
Close to fifty!
So write, have fun, enjoy yourselves, photograph, contribute, blog, share, we LOVE it and you inspire me every day.
What a lovely community we have here.
More later this evening and much love,