a tale of tails, tenacity, and tedium, as told by me, usually barefoot and bellowing
Showing posts with label swing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label swing. Show all posts

Friday, November 20, 2015

Oddities

Many things I do have an unusual touch.  It is me and I enjoy the freedom to be me.  My Dreaming Porch has things many people would not show but I am happy and comfortable with them.
The wood stove oven from my playhouse in the woods
a felt fish on a broken treadle sewing machine peddle
my broken aquarium
my re-purposed floor vent and metal table
another broken part of a sewing machine
Dad's antique cage with wood cookies, gourds and a solar light
an old rusty milk can with a tray of rocks and a candle
another view of my dry aquarium
second generation Scooby Doo...
I couldn't get rid of him
My deep freezer is here
with a box of toys
a metal tractor
and my forgotten mop bucket.

These are the things on my porch.

Thursday, November 19, 2015

The Dreaming Porch

had been neglected for dreaming and cleaning.  So I decided it was time to "get 'er done". 
My swing, a gift from my daughters
and a table I made with scraps
The far end with the repaired chair.
Hoping to find some time to dream.

Saturday, July 13, 2013

Saturday Centus 169/Six Word Saturday

 It's a writing prompt using 110 words only and this photo...
more photos if you like.
Join Jenny for Saturday Centus.
How do you like to go up
In a swing?
I like to swing to the sky
Into the trees
Like flying
Through the tree limbs
If you just try
A little harder
Move your legs
Just a little more
You can soar
With the birds
Nothing can touch you
When you swing to the sky
Other days
I swing softly
And ponder
The color of grass
The ant crawling by
Or I like to twist the chain
Until I’m dizzy and
Nothing looks the same
Then stand up
To see
If I’m strong enough
To steady my world again
How do you like
To go up in a swing?
Shadow portrait of present and past
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