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Every year, before the peony blossoms erupt in their glorious shades of pinks and whites, the ants move in. There must be something savory on the blossom heads that attracts them each year. Today, on a trip down to the peony bed, I added some photos to the ones that I took the other day. Would you like to check out the ants with me? Let’s go!

If you look closely at this photo, you can almost see this little ant looking at you!

Can you see my face?

Can you see my face?

If this was a world, then they have it covered!

All over the world!

All over the world!

They truly are colorful. I can see stripes on their rear ends!

Colorful ants

Colorful ants

How is it that they can hang upside down?

Hanging in the shade

Hanging in the shade

Something in that one area must taste pretty good! They keep going back to the one spot where they seem to congregate!

What's that?

What’s that?

Cool aren’t they? As long as they stay outside, they are!

Have a great day and enjoy your evening! Thanks for stopping by!

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Being that I cannot be around people until my immune system gets back to normal, I wander around my little world. My imagination runs wild with me as I look at all the little details so many miss. So for today I decided to take you into the world of the fairies! The fairies are dainty little things, as they float and dance in the breeze. Their planets are an amazing structure of symmetry and beauty! Are you ready for a trip to a different world? Let’s go!

Planet Fairy

Planet Fairy

Symmetry

Symmetry

Before lift off!

Before lift off!

Lift off!

Lift off!

A visitor

A visitor

Enjoy your Tuesday, and thanks for visiting this other world with me today!

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Zen Garden - Photo by A Mixed Bag

Zen Garden – Photo by A Mixed Bag

He sat on the warm sand of the beach thinking about where he would make his next million. He stared off in the distance watching the sun sparkle off the surface of the ocean. It was hypnotic.

The laughter of children drew his attention. They were playing a game with their little shovels and buckets. As he watched, he noticed how intent they were on moving the sand around sharing details of their game.

He watched as they grew quiet intently moving little rocks around. One little gal went over to a pile of seaweed and grabbed a small handful. She ran back over to where her playmates were, and breaking the seaweed apart planted the pieces into the sand.

He found himself mesmerized by the kids and what they were doing. He found that his own hand was stroking the sand, making it even. It was then that it came to him. One of those “zen” moments.

Taking some sand with him, the went home. He created a small tray, filled it with sand, gave it a few stones, tossed in a couple of pieces of artificial plants and a mini rake. He just created the first Zen Garden!
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Thank you to Alastair Forbes for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction!

Happy Easter to you all and thank you for dropping by!

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Just a quick post for today. The moon was truly amazing the other night as it moved slowly up through the trees. Of all the photos that I took, this one came out the best!

The eye in the sky

The eye in the sky

Have a wonderful Saturday and thank you for taking the time to drop on by!

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The Helmet - Photo by Douglas M MacIlroy

The Helmet – Photo by Douglas M MacIlroy

He was a picker by profession. He spent most of his time on the road collecting.

On one of his trips he came across a huge hay barn that was loaded with what most would consider junk. He stopped and introduced himself and got permission to go through the barn with the owner.

It was there that he came across an old diving helmet. The helmet was once used by Carl Maxie Brashear, the first black American to become a US Navy Master Diver.

His daughters loved the helmet, and it became a constant on play day with Daddy!
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Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers! And to Douglas M. MacIlroy for the great photo to put this story to!

Enjoy your Friday! Thanks for dropping by!

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After the Festival - Photo by DLovering

After the Festival – Photo by DLovering

It was early morning in the town of Mijas, Spain. The remains of the festival held the night before hung swaying in the gentle breeze that the rising sun kicked up.

The Festival del Corazón went off without a hitch. There had been dancing in the streets. Everyone dressed in a variety costumes. There were games for the young, and red wine for the adults. The main event was the piñata!

Swinging from the center of the square hung this year’s piñata. As the body was broken open, it became a feeding frenzy for the vampires in the square!
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Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers! And to DLovering for the inspiring photo!

Have an amazing Thursday! Thank you for stopping by!

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The Cemetery - Photo by Alastair Forbes

The Cemetery – Photo by Alastair Forbes

While vacationing in Auvergne, they came across a cemetery in the middle of town. They walked amongst the headstones and found one that was intriguing: The headstone of Marie Blackwood.

The story goes that Marie, a young innocent, at the age of 14, was destined for an arranged marriage with the Duke of Auvergne, a man 30 years her senior. On the day of her wedding, her sisters and mother helped Marie into her wedding dress made of lace and organza, with a high lace collar and lace sleeves. Her long auburn locks cascaded in curls down her back. Her veil: A wreath of silk chiffon, and carefully crafted rosebuds.

At the wedding , the guests admired her beauty as she made her way down the aisle towards the Duke. Despite the age difference they were a handsome couple. It was when they were in front of the minister, that one of the Dukes arch enemies ran to the alter and swiftly killed them both!

Today in Waverly Square, 216 years later, they stood in front of the headstone of Marie Blackwood. Looking closely, one can see her image as if etched in stone, of Marie in her wedding dress.
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If you click on the photo, then click on it again to enlarge it, you will see Marie on the headstone to the left!

Thank you Alastair for hosting Sunday Photo Fiction!

I hope that you enjoyed my story today! Have a spectacular Sunday and thank you for dropping in!

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Stage lights - Photo by Kent Bonham

Stage lights – Photo by Kent Bonham

It was dark inside the empty Bijou theatre. Bertie and Smitty were investigating the theatre for paranormal activity. One of the hot spots in the theatre was the stage.

Bertie sat in a seat where the audience would sit, and Smitty sat in a chair on the stage. They began asking the spirits questions. They were having no luck in contacting any one of the spirits that were believed to haunt the theatre.

As Smitty folded up the chair he heard a creaking from above. He asked again, “Is anyone with us?”

With that stage light number 18 came on!
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Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to Kent Bonham for the amazing photo that inspired this story!

Yea! Friday is here! Have a great day and thank you for stopping by!

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The Contest - Photo by A Mixed Bag

The Contest – Photo by A Mixed Bag

The town of Castledown held a contest every year in the summer. It was the perfect time of year to draw not only the inhabitants of the town, but tourists too, down to the beach. This year they decided to really challenge folks with their contest.

Along the boardwalk tents had been set up. Food vendors and artisans flowed in during the early morning hours to get set up for the day. Aromas of cooking food started to waft through the air and visitors began to drift in. At the booth for those who entered the sand castle building contest stood Griffon. He was in charge of this year’s contest.

“We are changing it up this year,” he announced. “As the beach has diminished over the years, rather than carting in sand, we went for the rocks that you see piled along the beach. In this challenge, you are to create your works of art with the rocks rather than sand. You have the next 6 hours to complete your projects! Now, won’t this be fun?”

At the end of the day, Griffon was nowhere to be found. The contestants had buried him under a pile of rock.
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Thank you Alastair Forbes for hosting the Sunday Photo Fiction challenge!

Have an amazing Sunday and thank you for dropping by today! :)

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Sipsy - Photo by John Nixon

Sipsy – Photo by John Nixon

It was an unusual forest to say the least. The trees had the strangest twists and curves! There is a story about how the forest got this way that few know.

There was a gal named Sipsy. She was an ordinary person as most are. Wandering through the forest one day she came upon a witch named Wanda. Being spiteful Wanda cast a spell on Sipsy trapping her in the forest.

Sipsy bent and twisted the trees to show others that she was there. If one is lucky, they might catch her in a photo, which John Nixon did today!
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Thank you to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields of Friday Fictioneers, and to John Nixon for the amazing photo!

Enjoy your Friday and have a great weekend! Thanks for dropping by!

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