Tides and Home Movies....

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Black and white flickers on walls, images
of we kids way back when in summers hot;
spliced film footage of us then, at waves' edge,
running on hard wet sand, white hot sand not 

Low tide found us exploring ocean rocks 
with pails, shovels, eyes sought unbroken shells;
seaweed trained ankles, agates filled pockets
Moats filled with foam as our sand castles fell

The present passed quickly by, just from our
jumping up and down; grandma waved and smiled
we poked anemones  assumed flowers

mollusks squirted up at us, crabs ran wild 

Sun tan oil, first aid, and steaming cocoa;

We ate charred hot dogs, blackened marshmallows
Starfish stared back at us; jellyfish foul
memories in a groove of time, kept safe somehow 

Somewhere, a lifetime ago, the laughter 
we saw on the screen abruptly ended 
The silent opera was over faster
than any of us ever intended

Reels spun out of control, film's tail flapped about 
Now do you hear the ocean far away?
Hold the shells to your ear if any doubt -
.. it's funny how fast we moved on that day?

Scavenger Hunt Sunday...already

Time flies by when one is housebound...finally, the roads are clear and what is left is the cleaning up of debris from the ice storm.  However I am still needing to to say at  home most of the time,  keeping my foot immobilized for the duration of 6 weeks due to a torn Achilles tendon due to bone spurs on my heel.  Therefore, I have very few new photos...but I have collected several from my stash taken earlier in the year for Scavenger Hunt Sunday, which I started doing because of the fun word prompts.. this week they are:


1.  Sunset...
This was taken in Gearhart, Oregon last year.  I go there several times a year to beach comb, breathe salty air, stay in the Inn there, browse the one antique shop, and for nostalgic reasons.

2.  Black & White...
My mannequin, Milly, who has been dressed in the same lacy white top and straw hat all year and sits on my dresser with a picture of my granny.  This summer she will most likely don a vintage bathing suit, scarf and sunglasses. I was able to use any premium apps yesterday over at Picnik.com as they are closing shop  in April and kindly allowing anyone use their site,  at their leisure, until then.. free of charge.  Here is a little texture.  Then I realized it is more sepia toned and added the more apt black & white photo below that I arranged.  Also, you see a vintage streetcar being used by citizens of Butte, Montana in the 1890's.  The old photo is in my great aunt Bessie's album.



3.  A Day in My Life...Easy one, as my 9 year old grandson was here for the weekend and snapped this picture before we started our game.

4.  Four...as in set of 4:

Part of a project I am working on for the family heritage album/book which I started last summer and have only begun to scratch the surface of.  My grandfather, Ned, his mother Alice below him.  My grandmother Eva fishing and a group gathered together in 1925 or so at a real picnic in Butte, Montana.  My mother was 1 year old.

1.  Colorful:   
A tiny cloisonne box lid close up macro shot...

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