WPC: Broken Things

My first trip into the land of the broken takes me to a street side curb. This is what once was a fine desk and cabinet combo, that was broken down into its individual wood pieces for deposal.
What was once the egg from a chicken, now broken open and the contents turned into this classic delicious food.
This picture of Detroit may not look broken, but the overall city elsewhere is severely neglected and dilapidated, at least the last time I visited the city.

Even machines can have broken hearts, such as this reel mower of ours that has since been neglected for the much more efficient and powerful gas mower. Now it is just memories of me working so hard to push this reeler through the thick grass, the blades constantly jamming, going back and forth creating uneven paths of cut grass, building a sweat in the hot sun. Did I mention that it’s broken as well?

0331 Unbroken PoolThe water of this hotel pool may not be broken, but it can easily be when someone makes a big splash in it, and then easily return to an unbroken state in a few seconds.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Broken


One Word Photo Challenge: Hot

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The blue flames shoot out of the tiny slots of the stove burner, barely connected but by tiny strands of gas power. The far reaching parts of the flames go from orange to bright yellow to white hot. It’s interesting to know why the flames come out in a blue color, but I’m thinking that has to do with the elements in the gas, such as hydrogen, which is naturally blue.

This glass of red punch is for the color red, a reference to something hot.


And here it is shot head on, with the picture set at a medium contrast to get this rich dark looking liquid – the complexion of blood and reflective beauty of red wine, which it isn’t.

One Word Photo Challenge: Hot


Full Speed Ahead

The year of the sheep
It’s treated me well
Became a full time blogger
Had much to sell
Setting the bar higher
Perfecting my game
Going the distance
Frame by frame
Flew in as a bird
Tiptoed through poetry
Through the rain and snow
April showers came down upon me
While May clouds opened up
Shown much brighter
New opportunities arose
Now I feel like a fighter
Reaching for success
But let’s not get overzealous
For I’ve got hills to climb
This uphill war
Always one trick away
From opening the wrong door
And being blasted back
By flames of Daunte
To dusting myself off
And moving ahead: “Andale!”
For I dream of green
Raining down upon me
And the kiss of roses
And gold paved streets
The train’s still racing in dreamland
Reality man’s getting anxious to meet

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “State of Your Year.”


One Four Challenge – May Week 3


Week 2 Processing


Week 3 Processing

For the week three edit of my photo for the One Four Challenge, I chose a blue filtered version. This picture was actually mixed in with the red and white of last week’s edit, and I wanted to cool things down – I simply turned off all the layers above this one in Photoshop. The icy blue is a much more natural color for the water and the return to a simple monochrome smoothes out the “rough and wildness” of week 2. So far I have four unique versions, including the original, of this stream of water from the faucet hitting a makeup mirror in the kitchen sink.

But wait, there’s more…


Here is a second edit for week three. I added an artistic filter called plastic wrap and it really does something cool to the ordinariness. The plastic wrap makes the picture pop and look 3D, especially around the edges of the mirror, while the stream of water seems to sink because the edges have been raised a bit. I’m also reminded of the planet Earth, because there seems to be a roundness to this picture, more noticeable near the dark shadows (no, not you, Barnabus) at the bottom.

See you next week!

Day 10

Nobody Expected Me To…But Here I Am

There is not one person in the world that I would limit this blog to. It is open to anyone who takes precious time out of their day to read it.  I don’t write for one specific type of person because that would get boring after a while. After all, no one asked me to start this blog or gave me the inspiration to; it was of my own personal interest, my own need to fulfill something in my life – to have a place on the Internet to call my own and could succeed with. And it really became mine once I dropped the .wordpress from my URL, leaving this quirky but cool name that would be vague to unknown bystanders.

There’s always the classic “If I could go back in time I would change this…” Well, if I could go back nearly two years ago to the inception of this blog, I might have chosen a different name, something that was a little more familiar and less vague on the surface to viewers. Something that people would understand.

My name has a YouTube feel to it because it was made for YouTube in the first place, a year before I even thought about going truly anonymous and starting on WordPress. True, my blog persona is an acronym that describes the ideal life one might want to live (check out my About page), but over time those words have started to lose their meaning as I have begun to develop a style and learn the ropes of blogging that I had neglected to work on for a long time, simply because there were none to me in the beginning. I wrote because I wanted to, more off of an impulse than anything else which led to an unorthodox development. Things are more predictable nowadays – it’s either the Daily Prompt, a photo challenge, or going completely on my own (which is rare for me these days) to feelings of anxiety and nervousness that no one will ever see the post – which happened not too long ago.

And I’m still quite alone outside the blogosphere than on the inside – I believe my faraway aunt in California is the only family member to have taken a look at my blog and that was after I had sent her my sitelink in a text message. She said she loved my poetry which was great to hear since it is one of the highlights of my recent development but not something I ever intended to become the backbone of my blog. I love writing poetry, time to time, because it offers me free expression, but it can be hard to know when to rhyme or not rhyme something and if anyone is going to “dig it”.

I never intended for my little corner of the internet to survive past a few months and now that it is going strong on nearly two years, I really don’t see an end in sight. But if everyone, my followers,  just decided to jump off my ship today and leave me alone at least I would know there is one person who would be guaranteed to read my blog: me.

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Singular Sensation.”

If you could have a guarantee that one, specific person was reading your blog, who would you want that person to be? Why? What do you want to say to them?

WPC: Enveloped

A flightless monarch
Or is it a viceroy?
Enveloped in the nook of my hand
A resting place
Meek and fallen
Yellow, black stripes
Spotted white
Color of surrender
And color of all that is pure
As the caterpillar
Is enveloped
In butterfly disguise
Hiding it’s former self
Lowly weevil
Now former wing guardian
Releases its tiny soul
The life cycle continues
New hatching
New story
New cocoon
New transformation
Same old flight and dance

Weekly Photo Challenge: Enveloped


Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pick A Topic


It was a quiet Thursday afternoon swim for two geese and two baby ducklings on the pond today. There usually is no life swimming in this pond,not even humans, so it’s as if these web footed creatures decided it was nice enough to appear suddenly for my sake. Or maybe someone released them from captivity in their home just in time for the nice May weather. The two black necked geese (or are they just ducks?) look quite alike and seem to be guiding the babies on their first swim. Mom and Dad perhaps?


Until another day, I’ll leave these wonderful aquatic creatures to their peaceful wading on the water in a moment frozen in time. From Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pick A Topic photo, I had a couple options to choose from but I ultimately went with the theme of water as well as reflection since these ducks were too hard to pass up, being one of the rare chances I got to photograph some.


One Word Photo Challenge: Cloudy

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Through the clouds like a bird, what a sight I heard, looking down upon the earth

Taking the theme of the challenge this week literally was quite easy since I already had pictures of clouds in my vast depository. I actually used most of these for One Word Photo Challenge: Sapphire last year. But I was lucky enough for the clouds to be voluminous and fluffy to get these pictures for One Word Photo Challenge: Cloudy. The last picture had always reminded me of the opening scene of “The Simpsons” and I just decided to add the title font today (not quite the same though), and it’s quite a striking resemblance, as if the show creators were looking up at similar clouds for inspiration, or if I’m just imagining things.


One Four Challenge – May Week 2


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Week 2 processing

Wow, what an eventful three days in the state of Wisconsin it was while out to see my sister. So much traveling around and eating out that I barely found time to blog, but here I am back again in my ordinary life.

Here’s my week two edit of the ‘water rod’ on a mirror for Robyn’s One Four Challenge. I took last week’s sepia looking photo and blended it with two other edits of the picture I had created, one of them a blue filtered and the other a washed out white filtered. A little bit of adjusting the opacity and fill of the layers as well as changing the blending modes got me to this slightly different picture. I also added a red photo filter and brightness/contrast adjustment. I found that it can be somewhat difficult to separate the one dominant color in this picture and let others show below, because there wasn’t that much variety of color in the original to start with, but this turned out pretty good.

In one corner of my mind there’s the thought that I could have chosen a much more interesting picture for this challenge, while another says the subtlety and simplicity make this a work of art.

Journey Around Town

I took a little journey around my noisy industrial hometown, taking a look at the scenery, houses, and signs. Along the quiet country road, I came across the trampled grass path to a murky lake and further along were some crops that looked like cotton but I’m sure they were just ordinary flowers since cotton only grows in the hot south. It was a hot sunny day and when I finally made it back home, my face was sweaty and my feet were sore from walking the pavement. But taking this journey around the roads of my town gave me a chance to take in the fresh air and browse through my thoughts in private, except when the occasional car interrupted them. Now I’m lying on a comfortable bed in a hotel in Wisconsin, having taken a 300 something mile journey across the Midwest heartland of America. They’re notoriously known as ‘flyover states’ but the Midwest does have a lot to look at and things to do if you happen to be taking a trip to my home state of Michigan or one of its border states. Avoid the city of Gary, Indiana though – that place either has a backed up sewer line or the the smog from the factories is leaving an odor in the air, because it stinks really bad.

 Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge: 2015 Week #18

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Journey.”