Is the scent
of an ancestor’s skull kicked
down a bush runway –
an elephant remembers
bones and dust,
the echo of hyena
comedy nights, jaws
on buffalo bones
chalk and dust,
a tall silhouette beyond the runway –
a blind man – inhales the dusk
for ghost-lions
before crossing to light
the camp fire
blood and dust
in the dark, leopards
gaze at embers
of an ancient story
fate throws the bones,
a plane flies
into a hillside
flesh and blood,
bones and dust,
and creosote.
When I did a B&W photography course some years ago, our instructor provided a simple but effective mnemonic for remembering how to create depth of field:
I’ve never forgotten it.
For more entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post.
My top five:
Postcards from…around the world
Do you think that context changes meaning in the two shots of the same subject above? What about the two shots below?
————-
For more entries to last week’s challenge, see The Daily Post.
My favourite five creative takes on this theme:
In a Pruning Mood
Whenever I go outside to garden (cue sounds of my mother laughing in disbelief, at this point), I’m reminded of Roald Dahl’s story ‘The Sound Machine‘, which is why I got rid of all the previous owner’s lovingly tended roses when we bought this townhouse.
That’s my excuse, and I’m sticking to it. 😉
For more entries from this last the week before last’s weekly photo challenge, see The Daily Post.
Image via http://www.sxc.hu
“Breakfast tomorrow?”
“Yes.
“Our little weekend rituals
make me happy,
secure.
And prevent me from running
from the planet, screaming.”
OK, maybe I didn’t articulate that last line, hehe.
At Moo Burgers, kids are encouraged to give expression to their inner Moonet.
I’d give Tony, aged 4, first prize for his moomorous, Aussie-themed moosterpiece.
The world seen through the eyes of children can open ours – see Launch Pad for children’s unique insights.
For more entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post – my top five for the week:
I don’t believe in god or Intelligent D, But if I did, it would seem to me, While creating things wot live under the sea, He was high on coke or LSD.
A long time ago I had an unpleasant experience which precipitated a few changes in direction, the most curious of which was in my reading tastes: almost overnight, a previously voracious appetite for serial-killer fiction evaporated and, in general, I no longer enjoyed reading fiction much at all. I’ve never worked out why–life is a strange journey. However, recently, I’ve had to read a lot of children’s literature for an elective study, and am surprised at how much enjoyment I’m getting from reading young adult fiction, in particular. And how much I’ve learnt from it–
about the world, about myself.
What we see in the world has the power to change what we read. And what we read has the power to change the way we see the world and ourselves.
How marvellous.
What have you read recently that has changed the way you see yourself?
See The Daily Post for more entries to this week’s photo challenge.
Macaulay needs your help!
Can you think of a once strongly held conviction, belief or ideology on which you have completely changed your position?
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
Five favourites from this week’s photo challenge from The Daily Post.
Skin colour, hair colour, eye colour, lip colour – of what consequence?
It’s the colour of the heart that matters.
I usually post links to my five favourites from the the Weekly Photo Challenge, but, this week, Allen Shores bewitched me with starlight…
This was today – catching up on university stuff – which I enjoyed, but it doesn’t make for a terribly exciting photo subject.
Never mind – it’s nearly champagne o’clock Downunder, and tomorrow’s another holiday (and golf). 😀
For more inspired entries to this week’s photo challenge, see The Daily Post.
I particularly enjoyed these five:
Lady Pen‘s poem Pennies from Heaven gave me the inspiration for my belated contribution to last week’s Weekly Photo Challenge.
We consume a lot of olives in our household and because it seems a shame to throw all the olive jars into the recycling, we have converted a few into repositories around the house for any stray silver coins – a fund for future weekends away.
Thanks, Pen! 😀
Five favourites from this week:
I am hopeless at taking photos with my iPhone. I’m one of those Luddites who prefers to use my phone as only that, so make no apology for the quality of my entry to this week’s (actually, last week’s) photo challenge, which required us to do some phoneography.
I live in the ‘burbs, and a cacophony of cultivation culling machines pretty much characterizes my neighbourhood on a Saturday morning.
Power of poetry penned by survivors of 3/11 is showcased by ASIJ project | The Japan Times.
Voices from Japan – PDF of Japanese Tanka from survivors of the 2011 earthquake and tsunami.
Vilakazi,
in the riots of ’76,
Henderson,
in the shadows of ’77,
Bailey,
through the dark and bitter end:
Not sacrificing themselves
for a cause,
these ordinary men,
just rescuing
our hopes,
one act at a time.
Photo by RIP – © beeblu
Cicada – Melbourne Museum
beeblu blog 
You must be logged in to post a comment.