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Checking out today’s WordPress Photo Challenge topic is “connected.” Ben Huberman asks that we “go literal or figurative, abstract or explicit.” Here are my connections…

A father and son…

Spending time together

Spending time together

A fungus found on a tree…The texture found in a spongy tree fungus

One side of the river meets the other because of a bridge…

Crossing a bridge

Crossing a bridge

The north and the south merge…

A mirage on the road

A mirage on the road

Sand and beach…

PV from the waters edge

PV from the waters edge

Pollen + bees = honey…

In flight

In flight

Cheating at cards…

Winning more card games against the neighbors

Winning more card games against the neighbors

Did you see the connections? I hope so! Thanks for stopping by today. Have an amazing weekend! And, be well… ^..^

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Monday is usually the day that I write a story for the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. Still in recovery, I am a bit late in getting my story in. The challenge, asks that you write a story using between 100-150 words and that you use the opening line and the photo prompt to create your story. The opening line is not part of the word count. Here is my story with the opening line of the challenge in bold and italics.

The Devils Abode - © 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

The Devils Abode – © 2015, Barbara W. Beacham

“The cemetery spread along the area known as Devils Abode.” It was a sacred burial site for the Yunki tribe. Years later, the gold miners overtook the area. Recently Smithkin and Kerns, a developer, bought the land.

S&K was putting up a multi-unit condominium. It was a stick building. Framing to the third floor just completed. All burned down. Fire investigators could not explain the cause.

The insurance company paid the developer. Construction began again. Framing went up and the building burned down for the second time. What was uncovered was part of the original Yunki burial ground. Burned bones were found and the only explanation was there was a curse.

The third and last time they tried to build, someone saw a man leaning against the building. He chewed on a toothpick, and was sharply dressed. He did not approve of the building. Flipping the toothpick from his mouth, end over end it went, igniting as it landed.

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I hope that you enjoyed my bit of flash and that you have had a wonderful day.

You too can join in on this challenge by clicking HERE!

Be well! ^..^

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I certainly am. This has been one strange summer weather-wise here in the Sierra Foothills. We have had more cloudy days then ever, rain and even cooler temperatures. This coming week the temps are slated to be only in the 80’s.

Because of spring starting so early, trees and shrubs are already changing making it appear to be an early fall. It is not early at all considering their time line. They do not use our calendar, so for them, they are right on time. Here are some photos of the fall I am looking forward to.

Golden hazel nut leaves

Golden hazel nut leaves

A red star

A red star

Greens and yellows in a Redbud

Greens and yellows in a Redbud

The lovely colors on the smoke bush

The lovely colors on the smoke bush

The color of the nectarine leaf looks like the color inside the fruit!

The color of the nectarine leaf looks like the color inside the fruit!

The season will be changing in about 3 weeks. Being housebound has been hard but I hear there are rumors of a road trip and I will be bringing the camera along. Have a great weekend, and I hope that you enjoyed today’s photos.

Be well… ^..^

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What? Another post? Guess I am starting to feel a bit better! Today, Shane Francescut, has been chosen to come up with a topic for the weekly WordPress Photo Challenge. His topic is angles. Please do check out the weekly post to see suggestions for how to take photos for this challenge.

I realized that I had two sets of photos that would meet this challenge. One is of a test plane taking off from the airport where I live. The other is of the youngest in our household. I hope that you enjoy these photos. Let’s start with the test plane…

Facing East

Facing East

Facing North

Facing North

Facing West

Facing West

Now for the youngest…

Facing Forward

Facing Forward

Facing Back

Facing Back

Should have named him “Fang?”

Upside down

Upside down

What do you think?

There you have it! Angles. Thanks for stopping by today and may you forever be well…. ^..^

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Today’s story is a bit of a grim one for me, but this is what came to mind looking at the lockers in the photo featured for the Friday Fictioneers challenge. Thanks go out to Rochelle for hosting and to Claire Fuller for the photo.

Locker Room - Photo by Claire Fuller

Locker Room – Photo by Claire Fuller

In the locker room, hanging behind the door of locker #6273, was the assault rifle. It was the only one that Johnny Dingo left behind. It was there just in case he needed it.

Wrapped up in loose fitting sweats, he made his way through the crowd at the track meet. Heading towards where the announcer stood, calling the runners for the next race, Johnny slowed as he approached.

Did he really want to do this? Yes. They needed a lesson. No more bullying. Those kids who teased him incessantly for the last 10 years would tease no more.

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You too can join in on this challenge. To link up your story, just click HERE for more information!

Have a great day! Be well… ^..^

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Today, the start of a work week, is the day that I devote to hosting the Mondays Finish the Story challenge. In the challenge, I ask that you write a story using between 100-150 words and that you use the opening line and the photo prompt to create your story. The opening line of the challenge is in bold and italics. Here is my story.

Photo taken of an old photo in 2014 Barbara W. Beacham

Photo taken of an old photo in 2014 Barbara W. Beacham

The family had no idea that little Luigi would grow up to be not only a well known cheese artisan, but also shortest mob boss on record. For years, the kids teased him calling “Gamberetto.”

From outward appearances, Luigi was just a regular guy who had a passion for making string cheese. He had a store on Fordham Road in New York. Cheeses hung from hooks in the window, and the smell of the cheese shop drew people in by droves. Samples were always available to anyone who wandered in.

Where the operations took place was, of course, in the back. Hidden underneath one of the workbenches, if you stepped on a particular brick on the floor of the cheese making area, a door swung open revealing a huge office. This is where Luigi’s conducted the family business. Little did anyone know that the Luigi the Gamberetto, or shrimp, was also the big cheese.

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Mondays Finish the Story

Mondays Finish the Story

I hope that you enjoyed my little bit of flash. :D

You too can take part in this weekly challenge.  Get creative!  I challenge you!  To get to the challenge click HERE!

Thanks for dropping by today and be well… ^..^

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It has been a while since I have written for the Sunday Photo Fiction, and I am ready to start getting back into the swing of things. Here is the photo prompt for this week and my story entitled “Time.”

Watch - Photo by Alastair Forbes

Watch – Photo by Alastair Forbes

As soon as he finished whispering into the watch, he looked up and noticed that the world shifted. The air in the park smelled fresher, and the walkways were free of litter. No sounds of the 21st century existed here. Women adorned in long Victorian dress held onto the arms of men properly attired in suits. They strolled arm in arm. Jeremy looked down at what he was wearing and was happy to discover that he blended in.

He was giddy with joy because his invention worked. He did need to keep it concealed because no one in the 1870’s wore anything of its kind. With the camera hidden in the upper pocket of his waistcoat and the wire hanging down to his side, he snapped off photos.

Jeremy noticed a younger man watching him. Turning quickly he walked the other way and looking back he realized that the man was following him. He ducked into a courtyard of one of the many buildings and hid. Taking a deep breath, he pulled up the sleeve on the jacket and began whispering into the watch.

It was then the man grabbed his wrist.  And, they both fell into the future.

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Thank you to Alastair Forbes for hosting this delightful challenge, and to you too dear reader for taking the time to stop on by! Have an amazing week and be well… ^..^

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