Author, Photographer, Lover of Life
"Capturing moments others may never get to experience."
Turning any age is a milestone and worth celebrating. How you approach and embrace it, is what makes the day. Turning 60 was awesome. Easy for me to write about and share with the world.
How do you feel about milestone birthdays?
Describing an emotion without saying the word is like playing charades. Everyone in the game comes up with a different thought, creative answer, and individual interpretation. Only the person acting out the word truly knows what the end result should be.
Did you guess the emotion I wrote about? Most likely not, because how would you know this is my interpretation of euphoria.
Learning to drive should be an exciting time. That is unless the instructor is your brother and the vehicle is a standard, four on the floor model.
“You need to slow down on this hill.”
“How do I do that?”
“Foot off the gas.”
“Foot on the clutch and gear down.”
“Where is it?”
“On the floor! Beside the brake!”
“NO, YOU STALLED IT!”
The Chipmunk pondered how to conquer the need and want of the tasty seed pod morsels. It didn't take long for the plan to formulate. The rock, became the portal of success.
Climb to the top
Need for success
Masks the fear
Try is imbedded
Blindly we go
Feeling the thrill
Daring the mind
Ignoring the soul
Reaching the edge
Elation is short
Always a test
Fear to succeed
Looms in shadows
Conquer we must
The distance between
Looking like a turd and being one are two very distinct personalities. Knowing the difference and acting accordingly is what makes people rise above.
Four completely, unrelated words thrown out to test the imagination and create a piece that encompasses them all. Interesting where the mind takes you when words like time, stack, juice and pigeon are required as part of the 52 word completed work.
Not everyone welcomed the new drinking establishment on the street. Thought it wouldn’t stack up. What did the young ones know? It was time to see some tradition coming back to the neighbourhood. The funky name was a ruse. The Juice Pigeon Pub had become the hot spot for the old timers.
My e-mail inbox reached proportions of what some would consider unmanageable before I made the decision to clean house. Unsubscribing to newsletters I wasn’t reading and deleting those I, at one time thought were important. Moving the ‘keepers’ to files for future ease of finding. My task each day is now easy. My inbox is being managed and I am reading what I actually want to see, and more importantly, what am interested in.
Full and overflowing, again! How can so much nothingness appear from no where, day in and day out? It happens because of the greed for knowledge. The need to learn from the perspectives and opinions from others. The inbox reaches numbers unmanageable (almost). The promise to keep it under 100 is working.
Everyone has a cupboard or drawer that holds treasures. Insignificant bits of our lives gathered to remind us we tend to be misers of inconsequential, but just the same, important parts of our life from any given time. Occasionally, tucked in the back corner, under neath all that is sacred, we find the one lost thing with so much importance and power it may render us speechless with anticipation.
Each deep in thought of the pending strategy. No time to confer or review. The next move was going to be disastrous. Who would be the one to cause the end? Time to make a move. Groans erupt. Playing card tossed. The badly timed trump for those not making their move sooner.
Sacha Black has definitely thrown down the gauntlet with Writespiration 2017. Over 52 weeks, there will be 52 challenges. The result of each week's prompt is to create a story in 52 words - no more, no less. The brain has been diverted to scramble mode.
This week's prompt required the use of the phrase "the timer started". Thoughts of everything from writing test papers, baking a cake and other wacky topics finally had me wander down the trail of comfort. Well, comfortable until my word count hit the magic number and I didn't feel like I was quite done.
Cattle penning is a competitive equine sport that requires the skill of three mounted riders to attain the goal of sorting three cows, with the same number, from a herd of thirty, and put them into a pen at the other end of the arena, in the least amount of time, and under the designated time limit.
Participating is exciting. Spectating, has been likened to watching paint dry, if you don't know the rules or the players.
“Riders are you ready?”
The judge’s arm dropped and the timer started the clock.
Three riders on horseback. Thirty head of cattle. One pen. Sort three cows with the same number. Drive them into the in the pen in the least amount of time.
The clock stops.
Ann Edall-Robson is an award-winning photographer and the author of "Moon Rising,"
52 Words - 52 weeks
Sacha Black has definitely thrown down the gauntlet with Writespiration 2017. Over 52 weeks, there will be 52 challenges. The result of each week's prompt is to create a story in 52 words - no more, no less.
Keeper of the Words