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I snickered a little bit as I looked at your cat's expression. Whatever this cat was thinking, I felt like I could relate to the feeling on a regular basis. Thanks for the moment of enjoyment. ~Sky

Pnina, as I see the glimpse of your image above, I know it's too late and in all of life as well...

 

...too late to prevent. Damage done.

 

But I often wonder what was the missing ingredient which would have halted the decision to bite into the "forbidden fruit"? Our privilege of choice was our curse of destruction, yet it seems that even in the emotions captured in your photo, we wouldn't have had it any other way.

 

I realize the fig leaves are soon to come... (Sepia toning seems to announce the impending failure, unless that is a tan line and the animal skins have already arrived)

 

Eve's weakness has allowed me to enjoy your photograph and with Adam and (Saul) Paul, I too, suffer from a cursed thorn. The ingrediant was not available and It is our second choice that can make us whole again. ~Sky (Well done for this act and your capturing of it.)

 

...but alas, from the Yin and Yang, my dilemma remains...

They are awesome indeed! Thank you, Crina-Paula. I do appreciate that. ~Sky

Captured well. Nice profile.

Nice series, Ken. Almost abstract. I'm reminded of a hummingbird. ~Sky

C & C

Well, Tammy, it's a typical Texas farm, since it's too small to say ranch and I don't care for the term "ranchette". Often it's a revolving door for the critters here but this ole' boy has been here longer than I want to think about now. Well over ten years for sure. (Good grief, time flies.) The petting zoo has run the gamut, from ducks to horses and most of the menagerie in between at some time or another. It's about time for a new batch of pigs and I'm going to add a new flock of chickens next spring. Maybe I need a buffalo and perhaps some peacocks, too. I've been offered Llamas and more goats recently but I managed to postpone a decision on accepting them for a spell. I am thinking about a milk cow, too. Especially, if the economy keeps tanking. (Guess I may have to saddle a horse more often as well with these fuel prices)

 

Ole' Happy Jack here, likes the women, walks right up to them but he hates men and won't let them get near him. It's only lately that he has mellowed a bit towards me in the department of cooperation. He is one stubborn donkey though. We got him from a farmer who caught him slinging his baby calves around and around by their neck with his teeth and the farmer's wife saved him from being shot and then had to find him a home pronto. He's been pretty good here, only broken one boy's arm, cracked just one of my ribs and it's been years since he solicted a call from my mailman to let me know that he'd seen my "ass" on the road. He puts a smile on our faces from time to time and doesn't bother the other animals too much. He does have a soft spot for the cats; I haven't figured that one out yet. ~Sky

Amazing how the years sailed by and how many more memories I wish were there. He's a great kid, smart, and I can anticipate a wonderful future with more memories, but Tammy, enjoy every moment and make lots of memories. The days add up so fast and I remember just yesterday the knee-high little fellow here in this photo.

 

Thanks for your comment, the hugs, and I'm happy for your visit as always. ~Sky

Where do the days go?

Hi Pnina, Thank you. It is unbelievable how that a culture can be lost. Wiped from the planet, no more to be remembered. This culture is not completely lost but so many are. We, as members of the human race often forget how insignificant and feeble that we are and I'm afraid often self-destructive. It is quite interesting watching the world change and seeing how it has changed over time.

 

I'm glad you liked this one and glad for your visit and observations. I read them happily. ~Sky

Intense image w/ nice treatment. Well done. ~Sky

Thank you, Alessia. Thanks for your visit. ~Sky

You created a nice piece of artwork here. I understand this kind of new art but I am intriged by how the old artists could pull these from their minds and duplicate them from the motions of their hands. I admire both techniques but participate more in the modern methods. This is a successful piece. ~Sky

In two years I never got used to the long days but imagine trying to get used to 22 hours of darkness. It is an amazing place. I used to be out in a canoe on the lake fishing at two in the morning as the sun set. This photo looks very familiar. Trees went on forever and in places the mountains went on forever. Maybe your husband will at least allow you another visit but I understand, Florida is awful nice place, too. ~Sky

I know what you mean. I do realize that we have it good compared to what more than half of the world ever will. I just wonder what freedom has become. The founding fathers, I'm afraid, would start plans to relaunch the Mayflower. I admit it's easy to become negative. It's like bouncing down a stairwell these days.

 

Well, no one understood our government better than Native Americans.

 

Looking forward to better days, ~Sky

Well he has philosopher's eyes and you did a good job with the portrait.

 

You can email me the story because you have that knack for making folks curious and with a name like Sundog, What type of story will it be? Sincerely curious, ~Sky

Hi Janis, Thanks very much, I really appreciate that.

 

Economy, Economy, Economy...

 

I guess it's difficult to govern 300 million people. The difficult part is, I think, those in control or wanting to be in control don't know how to admit they really don't have a clue how to do it themselves. (commentary: We've screwed up again, ya'll talk amongst yourselves while we try to figure it out... NOT!)

 

You're on the mark about self-sufficiency. Something that has been missing for a long time in our country. I've learned a long time ago how to be content when abased and perhaps one day I will learn how to be content if I ever abound as well.

 

We could take a lesson from those who used what they had so fully and were thankful for it.

~Sky

Your creative eye has again been successful and your image gives the viewer a story to ponder, a poem to write, a song to sing. She is a mermaid to me.

 

(Is this a beach ball [drifter] filled with air?)

 

Keep doing well; it is an inspiration. ~Sky

 

 

 

 

David and Jonathan or the last days... (This was my first thought...)

 

Second thought: I'll always enjoy when Pnina posts more from the ballet, a world unexperienced by me.

 

Final thought: Perhaps this photo leaves me uneasy but many in this series have left me intrigued and facinated with the world that you share.

 

Thank you,

 

~Sky

Thank you. I appreciate you stopping by. ~Sky

I imagine the flower; in fact, I believe a flaming dandelion. Nice captures. ~Sky

Glad you like it and glad for your visit. ~Sky

An important and meaningful photograph. This one should become a large print for both you and your sister's family.

We can rest assured that the mark has come from somewhere and by some means. Perhaps a laser or radiation from something or someone nearby. If you leaned against something metal that was very hot and only for an instant, the skin could be seared with little pain.

 

Without a meaning connected to it currently then perhaps the mark is to have meaning in the future. Does this mark remain or has it departed? ~Sky

A splendid image here. ~Sky