This word is a suggestion I grabbed from a 365 Day Photo challenge that I am going to use for writing instead of photos.
The sun washes her face, warming her cheeks. They turn crimson from the heat and her freckles become more pronounced. The wind dances above her, she feels its fingers travel from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. The red plaid blanket she lies on is worn and thin. The frayed edges showing its age and frequent use. The leaves whisper to each other, complimenting the sounds of the birds chirping between them. That’s when she feels it, a small prick at first that turns into burning. She slides her hand along her leg and feels her fingers brush a tiny, fuzzy object. It releases its hold and buzzes passed her ear, the black and yellow body generously plump. She starts to panic as the tiny prick turns red and irritated. She is on her feet and running back to the house without consciously commanding her body to move. The red spot is beginning to break out into multiple red spots, her leg starting to swell to twice its size. She limps toward the house, praying as tears fall down her cheeks. And there in the glade sits a perfectly happy bumble bee. The red blanket attracting its eye, left to blow in the wind, never to feel the warmth of a body again.
I almost thought of putting a picture of myself up for this one since I’ve felt like such a basket case lately, but then I saw this little basket and thought it was perfect!
Life is crazy. Between the overtime I’ve been putting in, siding for my networking class, and taking care of my home I’ve been having a hard time keeping up with the photo challenge. I have a new strategy.
In order to feel like less of a failure because I can’t complete the photo challenge along the right time line, I am going to use the photo challenge suggestions as a guideline if I get stuck. I am going to try to post at least 2-3 times a week if not everyday. I want to keep up with this blog, it’s the one place I can really express myself. I get lost in editing the pictures or writing my mini stories. I love to write and I love to take pictures so instead of making it a task, I am going to turn it back into what it was to begin with – a release.
Needless to say the last few days have been crazy. Here’s catch up:
I doubt this needs much explaining except that this is not beer. Tid bit about me – I can’t stand the taste or smell of beer.
The inspiration for this came from laying on the floor and realizing how minimalistic this tiling is.
The green dyed felt of a pool table is always recognizable.
Yes, your eyes do not deceive you. That is a bedazzled Pinecone.
My niece gave them to my husband and me for Christmas.
I was at a loss trying to figure out where I was going to get a Pinecone this time of year without going to a store (I’m not much of a shopper). Suddenly it hit me today that I have two sitting in my house just waiting to be photographed.
You can never miss this huge sign when you drive passed.
I had a tough time figuring out what to do for this one. Such a tough time that I couldn’t even get it done the day it was supposed to be done. Finally this morning I got an idea. I could make it look like my Worry Doll is hiding in her pouch. If you don’t know what that is, she’s a tiny doll that comes in a necklace-like pouch.
Here’s a picture of her outside her pouch:
I got her when I was 13 on a trip to Guatemala. When children can’t sleep because of worrying, they tell their worries to the doll and then place the doll under their pillow so they can sleep.
Here’s a link to more info about Worry Dolls:
To me Band – Aid will always be the best brand to nurture my wounds.
So I’m not physically planting anything but I’m going to try to mentally plant an idea in your head. This is what I made for dinner tonight and it was delicious! So here it is, step by step.
1. Start by putting about half a stick of butter in a skillet or pan and tie the heart on just high enough to melt it, then put your thawed chicken in (this was probably about 1.5 pounds of chicken cut into strips.
2. Start your broccoli (just follow the directions that come with it – that’s what I did)
3. Once the broccoli is almost ready (still a bit crunchy), drain any water and mix in desired amount of Alfredo sauce, parmesan cheese, and bacon pieces. I used 1 can, about 1 cup, and about 1/2 cup respectively.
4. Once chicken is done you’re ready to eat!
Flappy Bird is such a simple fun game. I’m trying to beat my husband’s score of 85. Still haven’t made it quite there yet. 🙂