Need to post this for peace.
Not world peace or Greenpeace or green peas, but to still that nagging voice in my head (sounding remarkably like the Hub’s) that says, ‘You haven’t done this Weekly Photo Challenge yet!’ It’s been bugging me since it arrived in my inbox…on January 13th.
Rolls eyes in exasperation at self…
So what constitutes ‘peace’?
I don’t know, which is why the prompt has been sitting in my inbox since January.
I can tell you what’s not peaceful:
Sitting on an ostrich – for either of us.
But I can show you the peace of the calm after the storm:
That’s the only piece of me you’re getting today.
Peace by piece…
One Peacenik to another: Cool photos!
Well done, Hub
well, indirectly he prompted you to follow the prompt…..
love the baby picture – it so reminds me of the trouble we had of getting Techie to sleep.
So there I was, just sitting on this ostrich, like … WHAT???
Lovely piece of peace, that – but WOT, no peas?
I’m not a fan…
You’re slowly catching up, Tilly. That first photo is hilarious, and the last one looks like absolute bliss.
Spud, after a tantrum
My favorite is the sleeping baby…I have days like that and I dare someone to ask for more. Delightful as always!
Peach State
Yes, I’m glad not to have to go through those days again
Oh yeah, those little voices in our head, usually have a way of getting things done, right! Great photo!
Thanks!
I’m sorry, there’s no link so I can return your visit.
you are very brave to be sitting on an ostrich, they have small brains you know. For them its get physical first and no questions later. I remember well the peaceful and blissful feelings of watching a sleeping baby especially when he found a way to fall asleep on his own. Beautiful. Your rolling of the eyes had to have been instigated by the Hub, I’m sure of it.
You are so right! Half a Malteser for Laurie
I love coming here, and getting your honest spin on things. Thank you for being real and genuine. Peace.
I like the last part of your comment
I like the baby photo – you can almost hear the noise/commotion that was occurring before it was peaceful!
He was a LOUD baby
too funny… but I do need to know….. why would you WANT to ride an ostrich?
Because it was there
love the not-so-run-of-the-mill photos….and your sense of humor…
Thanks
Baby pic proves that when they’re tired they’ll sleep any way, any where. Love ‘em (your pics of ‘peace’ that is)
They will…eventually
Ok, I’ll settle for that then. January, huh? That makes me feel WAY better about myself. Mission accomplished.
See, I do have my uses
Needs saying a lot more, T.B. From the rest of us. Thank you.
I overslept this morning (9:41 arising) so I missed my Saturday morning of CBS and local news. Instead I’m watching CNN news. The reporter said that Chicago had more street murders than were killed on Afghan fighting. I don’t know if this was U.S. kills, NATO killed, or who. And I don’t have a rerun button on my TV.
But the numbers were 19xx there versus 20xx in Chicago and that the majority of the murders involved teenagers in Chicago. BTW, Chicago has no gun shops (illegal) within its city limits.
Jim’s Six Words for July 14 plus July 12
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That is just so sad.
Wishing you peace!
And to you
Do you have a blog? There’s no link in your name.
Great photos! Lol. I especially love the one of you sitting on an ostrich. Ouch for the ostrich!
Oh, they are strong birds and I was a lot slimmer back then
There is nothing like a sleeping baby, is there, Tilly?
Nothing at all
You were SUCH a beautiful baby, no wonder you made such a lovely young lady. I am so glad for these photos of you! And a chuckle to go with!
Kudos for your excellent taste but that last one is my youngest son
Ooops. I feel so badly about that. Maybe a chocolate malted-milk ball would help? (Is that how “Maltesers” translates into American?)
It does and it will. I praise you for your perspicacity
Perspicacity. Shoot. Another word to translate. Um, “accuteness of discernment or understanding,” according to good ol’ Noah Webster. Thanks!
The brand name for malted-milk balls, over here, is “Whoppers”, which is a euphemism for a lie, especially a lie about fishing. It also is a slang word for anything large, especially a large fish. So why call a malteser a whopper? Hmm. Maybe ours are larger?
They are not fishy in any way! Totally addictive and off my diet.
But if I NEED one . . .
A girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do…
Oh how I love that sleeping baby. Spud? Tory boy?
Spud
The peace which passes all understanding. May it be yours, but not before your time. Dianne
“That’s the only piece of me you’re getting today.” – ah, peace for the wicked, then?
I imagine that sitting on an ostrich is akin to sitting on a camel. Would you agree?
Not sure, as I have never sat on a camel; but a camel can be used as transport – ostriches, I hear, are not so keen
That’s some face Tilly!! I’m glad the wind didn’t change
I get that a lot…
I love the photo of the kid up against the crib. Very funny. Happy blogging. http://aetcheverry.blogspot.com/
Thanks
Lovely… but I don’t recall this one.
Because I’m six months behind!