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Kevin Conboy has chosen the subject of this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge; and it is “Refraction.” What is refraction? Miriam Webster defines refraction as: 1) deflection from a straight path undergone by a light ray or energy wave in passing obliquely from one medium (as air) into another (as glass) in which its velocity is different; 2) the change in the apparent position of a celestial body due to bending of the light rays emanating from it as they pass through the atmosphere; also: the correction to be applied to the apparent position of a body because of this bending; and 3) the action of distorting an image by viewing through a medium. I share with you refraction!

Split image

Split image

Angles

Angles

Bending light

Bending light

Reflected lines

Reflected lines

Running through

Running through

From the center

From the center

Did I meet the challenge?

Have a fantastic Friday and thank you for visiting with me today! Be well! ^..^

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Inside the artists loft - Photo by Douglas M MacIlroy

Inside the artists loft – Photo by Douglas M MacIlroy

Albert is one of those unusual people; one that no one would ever look at twice. He has a face that is easy to forget.

He walks through the town to the center towards the fountain. As he looks around, he finds his mark. It is a young girl of about 12. Young is good. He waves his hand as if grabbing something.

Back in his studio, he pushes his hand towards his latest piece of art. The clock starts to tick, tick, tick. He smiles. No one will ever know that the girl’s soul is what runs the clock!
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Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to Douglas MacIlroy for the inspiring photo!

I hope you enjoyed today’s bit of flash, and thank you kindly for stopping by! Be well! ^..^

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The Last He Saw - Photo by BW Beacham

The Last He Saw – Photo by BW Beacham

The people waved at him from the bridge below. Little did he know that this would be the last time that he would see people again.

He had been hiking along the trail just west of the Gorigan River. His day-pack was nestled on his back. Inside he carried water, a small bite to eat, and a change of clothes just in case.

He had been examining an unusual rock formation when he heard the sound. It began as a slight humming noise, and then grew louder as it got closer. He stopped to look up, which is where the sound was coming from and noticed a glowing orb about 1,000 feet above. It was getting closer with each passing second.

Suddenly a beam of light shot down from the craft, illuminating him in an orange colored glow. Unable to move he transported to the ship. He then found himself looking out a window before him. The people waved.
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This is my submission to this week’s Mondays Finish the Story! If you would like to participate in this challenge, using the opening line, you get to finish the story using between 100-150 words, which does not include the beginning sentence! Have some fun and join in with your bit of flash!

Have a great Monday and be well! ^..^

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Getting Rid of the Old - Photo by Alastair Forbes

Getting Rid of the Old – Photo by Alastair Forbes

I am old if you look at me by the standards of the young today. I remember a time not long ago that we all cherished what was old.

Back in the day, we made things well enough. If it needed repair, the repair would last for many years to come. We revered the old folks for their knowledge and their wisdom. They were the ones who taught us to use only what we needed, how to repair and restore, and to love one another.

So here today I sit. I look at the world around me and see that the ways of the old are not the ways of the new. Today I watch and see that society has become a “throw away” society. They call it upgrading. In my day, having a telephone was a luxury. For the young today it is a necessity, one that they toss out when a newer model comes out.

Ah, yes, as I sit here today, I watch as the lovely brick building destroyed that used to house my uncle’s mercantile. Today is the day that I must turn myself in as well. I will be replaced by a newer model.
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Thank you to Alastair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction, and for the photo that inspired this story…

And, thank you dear reader for taking the time to stop by today! Have an amazing, and relaxing Sunday and be well! ^..^

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Get a little bit of rain, mix it with a bit of leaf litter, and the mushrooms begin to pop! You can find them everywhere, even in the grass and mossy areas of the yard! Today I wanted to share some of these lovelies with you that I took after our recent rain!

Coming up from leaf litter

Coming up from leaf litter

I discovered this mushroom which reminds me of…well tell me if you agree from the photo description!

The booby mushroom

The booby mushroom

Here is a newie! You can gauge the size of it by the blades of grass that surround it!

Teeny tiny

Teeny tiny

Here is one that has already shed its spores and is fading…

Curling

Curling

Wandering about, I discovered these flat tops!

Flat tops

Flat tops

And, one final shot of a lovely mix of mushrooms…

A lovely mix

A lovely mix

I hope that you enjoyed these mushrooms! Thank you for taking the time to drop on by! Have a spectacular Saturday! Be well! ^..^

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The Music Room - Photo by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

The Music Room – Photo by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

It was in the music room at the back of the house that he came up with the lyrics to the song “Shout.” He had gotten into a fight with his parents, and the words flowed as he wrote this song.

Rather than pressing his father’s violent button, he felt that he had sold his soul. Both parents had a one-track mind, one that said he should be a working boy. He hoped he would live to tell the tale.

He loved his parents and he gave them hell. Time to kiss them goodbye with this best selling song.


Tears for Fears – Shout! Video from Vimeo
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Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and also for the photo that inspired this bit of flash! The album “Songs from the Chair” sitting on the piano caught my eye and, well…

Thank you dear reader for stopping by! I hope you took a moment to listen to the music! I love Tears for Fears!

Be well and have a fantastic Friday! ^..^

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Let me start with saying that today has been a trying day. We have had issues with a router that has kept me from using the internet today until it was fixed. Then, I have been having issues commenting on other peoples blogs that I am trying to work out with WP. To top it all off this annoying little popup box keeps coming up asking for me to enter my network password! This will be fixed shortly.

Now, for today, sorry for the late post! I was recently in an area with birch trees and was amazed to find a huge “mushroom” growing out the side of a dead birch. I had never seen anything like this! It is very different than what we have here locally. Looking it up I discovered that this mushroom, or fungus, is called a Birch Polypore. Check it out!

Birch Polypore

Birch Polypore

They have a smooth brown cap on top and the underside is white. The underside is loaded with spores! And, to give you an idea of how big they are, if you splay your fingers, they are as big as that with your palm included!

Typical brown curved cap

Typical brown curved cap

Interestingly, these are annuals in the world of plants and fungus! Looking up the dead tree, you will see how they cover the tree! The black ones are from a previous season and are dead.

Looking up a tree fully loaded

Looking up a tree fully loaded

They remind me of steps going up the tree.

Steps on a tree

Steps on a tree

I thought they were very pretty!

Pretty!

Pretty!

I hope that you enjoyed these amazing fungi! Have a great day! Be well! ^..^

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