Photo Blogging Challenge (July 2017): Point of View

we went to Bad Füssing summer festival and I thought just the word “bad” (which means bath in German) is so cool.

dancing the night away in this park

I was fascinated by their stained glass window in the church

we saw this hedgehog in our back garden and took the photo through the window, he’s so cute!

looking up at our apple tree

For: Photo Blogging Challenge (July 2017): Point of View , PM Paddle on the Lake

MACRO DAY: WEEK 4: Flowers in our garden 1

For: MONDAY is MACRO DAY: WEEK 4: Bumblebees and Pollen Baskets

Mundane Minis

For: Mundane Monday Challenge #120 : Learn Photography

Sunday Writing Prompt: July 30: Surfacing

Sources: quote: unknown
Underwater image: ©Phoebe Rudomino – and yes, this is an actual underwater set – follow the link to begin to check out her bio and google search her to discover more – you might need oxygen!
Bee image: sourced here: Pollinator Friendly Gardens

When the heat is on or the water too deep
Would you sail on or would you surrender?
Would you bend your ways or stick with trip to keep?
Carry on or moor somewhere with the anchor?
Scan the situation and check how steep?
I won’t give up for any light of sliver
Surfacing up is the best way to survive
Challenges to take if I want to thrive

There’s always light to follow as it shines
The scent of flowers and beauty around us
There’s always a choice to fight or just whine
To accept the challenges or make a fuss
Stitch up the tear and repair, that is fine
As archaic as it sounds, it’s a plus
For all that is worth, life is wonderful
Appreciate it as much as we’re able*

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* A Ottava Rima is a poem written in 8-line octives. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:

one octive poem. abababcc
two octive poem. abababcc, dededeff
three octive poem. abababcc, dededeff, ghghghii

…so on and so on

For: Sunday Writing Prompt: July 30: Surfacing, Wordle 310 Jul 29 by brenda warren

Happy Sunday!

Hello everyone! Nice and bright here in Bavaria. Our apples are growing.

Spike, the hedgehog came and visited us yesterday. He made a path behind the bush in our back garden.

Sharing with you my vegetable oatmeal diet. It’s working so far, yay!

Bye for now. We’re going to see “Dunkirk” this morning. Enjoy the rest of your Sunday!

For: ALL SEASONS – BEGIN AUGUST – BIRTHDAY STOOGES, #MySundayPhoto – Millennium Green, Camping at Little Basin (Sundays In My City), The TGIM Weekly Challenge: Thank God for Home-Pressed Coffee!, Jo’s Monday walk : Yorkshire Lavender

Saturday’s Mix – 28 July 2017 – Happy

Easy comes, easy goes
The flood and the wind blows
Such a huge deluge
Like river rouge
Fear not I thought, the sun glows

She has to push her way out
Her question to be answered about
When it was answered
An awe stirred
She’s so happy she could shout

That boy used all the tricks in the world
To have an ice-cream as he whirled
Since it’s his birthday
Mum has to say yea
Made the boy jolly in his dream-world

It’s the season to be jolly
All the creatures with glee
New beginning
Love we bring
Be happy for we are free

For: Saturday’s Mix–28 July 2017, Weekly Writing Prompt #99

(5) Words: | EASY | FLOOD | THOUGHT | FEAR | HUGE |

 

Old Jack – Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers

This week’s photo prompt is provided by Louise with The Storyteller’s Abode. Thank you Louise!

THIS WEEK’S WORDS come from “The Pleasures of Hating” by Laure-Anne Bosselaar: hate, bliss, rapture, wig, lips, sandals, loathe, dents, draw, relapse, broccoli, delight

Such a delight when you came back
Rapture of bliss when I saw your sack
I no longer hate nor loathe you
Don’t even think what we’ve gone through
No need for relapse, my lips were black

You’re wearing sandals, my old Jack
And the boat got dents from such thwack
Reunion of faith for what is due
Such a delight

Eating broccoli from your backpack
Healthy things you have when you packed
Not to quarrel again, we both knew
Especially in front of the crew
They are Croatian and Slovak
Such a delight*
(94 words)

(c) ladyleemanila 2017

* A Rondeau is a French form, 15 lines long, consisting of three stanzas: a quintet, a quatrain, and a sestet with a rhyme scheme as follows: aabba aabR aabbaR. Lines 9 and 15 are short – a refrain (R) consisting of a phrase taken from line one. The other lines are longer (but all of the same metrical length).