Reflection on a Saturday

A rather silly 55

Which, however, may just explain why we have been getting so much water in every possible shape for what seems an eternity (sorry, Thom - not! )


“Haven’t you had enough already, son?” A rich tenebrous baritone echoed through a spacious hall.

“But, dad… I enjoy playing with water… it has so many different appearances.”

“Do you realise we have to get rid of all the by-products of your experiments? And there’s nowhere else we can deposit the waste than the Earth.”

Wordless Thursday

A perfectly dreadful day

Morning rain mixing with snow
Jammed roads, hardly moving traffic, impatient drivers
Cranky co-workers making unreasonable demands
Inadequate, incomplete, delayed documentation
Colleagues asking stupid questions
Irate boss
Crammed bus stop, my line not appearing for ages
Temperature hovering around freezing all day long
Monotonous grey clouds covering the sky, wrapping the world in monochrome semi-dusk
Bitter gusting wind turning over a number of umbrellas
Freezing rain lashing the landscape
Accidents, earthquakes
No Three Word Thursday

my take on wednesday haiku

empty husk
hidden beneath a leaf -
pulsating wings

Ribs

Microfiction Monday

It's time to play again. This time Susan provided us with the following picuture to make up a story in 140 characters (or less)



Are you sure this is the right way to Jack's estate? I don't think he had this in mind when he said we should turn right at "The Two Cows".