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Sonny Came Home

/ Janna Hill / 5 Comments

Nearly every day, in every direction  there is a field burning or rolls of hay spontaneously combusting around here. Texas is a tinderbox.

As I drove through the smoke this week (and snapped a few quick pics) a song popped into my head. Things that pop into my head are not always appropriate, but that’s how my wheels roll. Dang, I wish I had written those lyrics.

Last but not least, folks, please be careful with your embers and watch out for your neighbor. A huge thanks to the firemen of the world.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Forward

/ Janna Hill / 15 Comments

This week’s photo challenge is titled FORWARD not foreword as in preface, prologue or introduction although I am prone to confuse the two or is it too? It’s two.

The pictures should convey what forward means to the photographer. I considered a covenant i.e. a contract or an agreement (since I couldn’t use an overview) but those definitions didn’t inspire a snapshot. Maybe an advance like a picture of a million dollar check? Yeah, right. How about the front of an object? No that won’t do. Think (I said to self) forward as in opposite of reverse. And voila! It was as simple as going for a ride.

Construction is moving forward.
This is more of a standstill.
Which way should we go???
Away from the city. Onward ho! Mush mush!
Some move faster than others.
Leaning forward & rural construction. They call it progress.
Growing forward on a quiet country lane. (The tree & pole seems to be reaching for one another)
Well phooey! It may look like the end of the road to some…
I call it an adventure. It’s not IF we are going forward but HOW. 🙂
Where there’s a will, there’s a way. Keep moving forward.