A fabulous time of year for colorful…
HAVE A GREAT WEEK.
“Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive autumns.” ~ George Eliot
Autumn in town…
Autumn at the Jersey shore… 😉
Any way you cut it, it’s a magical, mystical, marvelous time of year.
It seems Ailsa’s theme this week has me going in a different direction. Surprise! Like I haven’t veered off the beaten path before.
The word ‘edge’ brings out more of a feeling to me. Maybe it’s just me, or the way things have developed lately. I’m thinking more in terms of a physical sensation. Something is creating this emotion in me that’s got me feeling ‘on edge’. A tension. A nervous feeling, like teetering on the edge of a cliff, or on the brink of – what? – disaster?
Let’s hope not. Let’s hope it’s really more a feeling of anticipation. Of the wonders of things to come.
While perusing Instagram today, I came across this on #thegoodquote. Kind of takes the edge off. 🙂
“KEEP THE FAITH, NEVER GIVE UP HOPE. GREAT THINGS HAPPEN WHEN YOU LEAST EXPECT THEM TO.”
Ever had the feeling? How do you cope?
please click here to see more on Ailsa’s Travel Theme Challenge.
Ailsa’s challenge this week is all about orange. I might have displayed these brilliant beauties before, but they’re worth another look. Orange. BY DALE CHIHULY as presented at the Borgata Casino in Atlantic City, NJ. More on Dale’s incredible work here.
Flowers by Acme 🙂
HAVE A BRIGHT, SUNNY, FUN-FILLED WEEK!
A little twist on TWIST.
I couldn’t resist.
Remember when? Though these good times are in the past for this baby boomer, I’m not opposed to the slide or the swings. These are my friends. This is my job. Find the fun and run with it! (Or in my case, walk gingerly.) How lucky am I? 😉
Slow and steady wins the race. Good to be back.
To all it applies to, Happy Independence Day!
And to all of you, Seize The Day!
Click on the Lip!
Raise your hand if you have one of these. Now I’m not poking fun at this. I’m a big fan of flamingos. But you have to admit, this is taking pink, and flamingo to a whole new level.
This is all the pink I plan to post. ‘Nough said.
Click on the Brussel sprouts (ok just a little more pink) to get to Ailsa’s Pink Challenge and thanks for stopping by.
I suppose this is the obvious, but it was too dang cute to not use. I’m guessing I won’t have the only tree photo in this challenge, but I’m betting on this one being one of the cutest. (OK. I may be a little bit biased. I think my little charge is adorable.)
A trip to the airport will usually take you to the baggage claim. That thing is all shiny and silver – like this:
And then there’s the silver that you look for in the “lining” when it’s raining cats and dogs, and you’re wishing that the sun would shine. That silvery gray blanket of clouds and rain might look a little like this:
So you might hunker down and pull out a little silver(ware) to suck down some comfort food, in case that silver lining is taking too dang long. It might look a little like this:
When the weather breaks, maybe you can take a ride in a little something that has a few silvery bits that look like this:
You might stop somewhere for a cup o’ joe and shop in a store that has a mannequin that shines all pretty and silver, like this:
No matter where you are or what you’re doing, I hope you find your silver lining today.
“Listen to the mustn’ts, child. Listen to the don’ts. Listen to the shouldn’ts, the impossibles, the won’ts. Listen to the never haves, then listen close to me… Anything can happen, child. Anything can be.”
― Shel Silverstein
Wish with all your heart, want with all your might. Believe, and watch it happen. Oh! The possibilities.
– Gemma Marie
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In years gone by, winter brought visions of sugar plums and brilliantly white snowy days, like these.
But this year, with the temperatures soaring to nearly 70 degrees, I would never have know it was winter. No coats, nearly thinking I might wear my sandals, there were no signs of the Old Man at all.
Ah, but I did have a reminder of the first day, though not by the weather. My mom’s birthday falls of that day, so I didn’t need a snowfall to tell me it was December 21.
Happy Birthday, momma. Ti amo, cara.
Skate on over to Ailsa’s at wheresmybackpack to see more of what winter means to her and her blogging friends. Click on the snowflake below.