Thursday Challenge; Seat

Today's Thursday Challenge is SEAT (Chair, Sofa, Bench, Stool, Bed, Anywhere/Anyway one can sit,...)

Bed of Catherina de Medici at chateau Chenonceau, Loire France

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After the rain

It smells like rain still
Raindrops on flowers
Misty morning promise of Autumn

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Thursday Challenge; Organized

For this weeks Thursday's Challenge about being "ORGANIZED" (Methodical, Orderly, Neat: Tools, Books, Cloths, Houses,...)
I have to think really long and hard because I'm the least organized person there is (besides my own sister, sorry sis ;) )

But thankfully my photos in my archive are very organized 

 Antwerpen; Museum voor Schone Kunsten

 organized paintings on wall

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Thursday challenge; Place (week2)

The Thursday Challenge is in its second week of "PLACE; final week" (House, Cabin, Apartment, Tent, Workshop, Office,...)

We got a lot of those in the archive so this week;

 The little farm left standing on Culloden Battlefield

where injured sought refuge during 

the Battle of Culloden on April 16th 1746

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Thursday Challenge; Place

Great; a two week Thursday Challenge about "PLACE; 2 week theme" (House, Cabin, Apartment, Tent, Workshop, Office,...)

I don't have my holiday yet but I have a lot of pics about places/houses/castles and what not in my archive...

 The world's biggest Cuckoo clock in the Black Forest, Germany

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Cerne Abbas Giant

Since we're not going on holiday I'm putting some old photos up from holidays some years ago. This time from 2006.
This is Cerne Abbas Giant in Dorset.

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Bumblebee

I love poetry and I used to put a poem with a photo of my own on my photoblog. I stopped doing that, I don't know why. But I want to pick it up again. So here's a poem by James Whitcomb Riley (1849–1916) about a bumblebee (btw I always 'pet' them and I had a bumblebee as a 'pet' once as a kid so I've never been stung so I wouldn't know; I like those fluffy bees! :)


The Bumblebee

You better not fool with a Bumblebee!—

Ef you don't think they can sting—you'll see!

They're lazy to look at, an' kind o' go

Buzzin' an' bummin' aroun' so slow,

An' ac' so slouchy an' all fagged out,

Danglin' their legs as they drone about

The hollyhawks 'at they can't climb in

'Ithout ist a-tumble-un out ag'in!

Wunst I watched one climb clean 'way

In a jimson-blossom, I did, one day,—

An' I ist grabbed it — an' nen let go—

An' "Ooh-ooh! Honey! I told ye so!"

Says The Raggedy Man; an' he ist run

An' pullt out the stinger, an' don't laugh none,

An' says: "They has be'n folks, I guess,

'At thought I wuz predjudust, more er less,—

Yit I still muntain 'at a Bumblebee

Wears out his welcome too quick fer me!" 

 

 

 

 

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