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Frozen in Time

Winter memories live in our minds

 

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Challenge : Linda Ronstadt - CuriousAnnie

Blue Bayou

"I just recorded this," the woman in a lived-in Betsey Johnson dress shyly said. Then she sang the opening line, "I'm going back someday..." How dare she sing Roy Orbison, I thought, she is not worthy. But my ears betrayed my instant judgement. Blue Bayou soared with new emotional depth, the voice rich and sonorous. I knew I was privileged to be there, to hear Linda Ronstadt sing Roy for...Read On

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Challenge: Linda Ronstadt - RuNe

  The 29th Annual Rock and Roll Hall of Fame Induction Ceremony. The whistling sounds and applause of thousands of excited audience members echo in the Barclays Center in Brooklyn, New York, while waiting for the performers. Silence follows as the singer slowly walks onto the center stage. As she looks at her audience the memory of her childhood starts flashing back. Her mathematician...Read On

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Challenge - Linda Ronstadt - Dreamcatcher

As I leaned back against the bar, the crowd hushed as she walked out into the light. Finally, she spoke. “Hi. I’m Linda Ronstadt.” The crowd stood and applauded. Her smile glowing as she gazed back into the audience. Then, they sat down, leaving only me standing in the back of the room. For only the briefest moment, our eyes caught and held. It was all I needed. I turned and walked to...Read On

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Challenge: Linda Ronstadt - Gypsy

This is for Bill

 

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Challenge: Linda Ronstadt - - Ping

A legend begins after an impromptu, on-stage, self-deprecating mocking...

“What’s your name, sweetie?” The young girl scanned the smoky room's self-absorbed, faceless heads before answering. “Linda,” the MC repeated, “How old are ya, darlin’?” After mumbling her response, the crouching man asked the inattentive crowd to warmly welcome the little brown-haired girl with the big girl performing dream. Linda patiently waited for the social-drinking faction to...Read On

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Challenge: Linda Ronstadt. - Annamayzing

“They're going to hate me!”

 

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Challenge: Linda Ronstadt -- Survivor

First Lady of the Golden State

 

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Red-Eye Express

In my mind's quarry panning souls. As I fly low to the ground with obsidian night-wings. Keeping score in my journal with writer's ink. Ready to print on the Gutenberg machine. Hungering for blue eyes for my lusting feast. Posting conclusions of the little lost foal with Obituarius ink. And after the wake at the Suds and Shake, come soar with me and ever-glide. Panning for souls of...Read On

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Ungathered Fruits

Better to have loved and lost...

 

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Sometimes Missed Cues Are Okay

With thanks to Gypsy

Last night the grasshoppers missed their cue to enter. Chomp. Chomp. Daddy's tiny dancer was playing Nutcracker. She plays that game with all of the cookies that she makes with Daddy's help. They bake cookies together. So much fun. Especially at Christmas time. The Nutcracker ballet comes. Tiny dancer is a ballerina. Dancing on pointe. Not really. Sigh.  Some day. "Little one, where...Read On

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Lonely Country Byways

Alone once more as before and again.

Let's take a ride, little one, you think. Get in the car. We need to get out with our reflections rippling across the terrain, the vistas of the musing mind today. Today it's time to think.  As those thoughts have lived inside you for a lifetime, making your life less lonely, learning the landscape, living it along your highway to inevitable dissolubility. You knew a lot of people....Read On

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To Cherish Life

Such a brilliant choice

 

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Grandpa's Birthday Wish

“What did you wish for, Grandpa?” Grandpa peered over his glasses. It was his sixty-seventh birthday. No adult asked him when he blew out the candles. Young Tommy did. The room went silent. Perhaps they wanted to know but were reluctant to ask. “I wished for a big kiss from Emily MacArthur next door. The kind that reminds me of my male biology. The kind I gave her last year on...Read On

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Clam Beach County Park

Running at full tilt, all out

 

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How Many Potatoes?

Just a little absurd story.

Four hundred and twenty potatoes. A client asked me to take a picture of that on my Exacta 66 camera. I contemplated as I sipped my dirty martini. I do get a lot of absurd requests, but this takes the cake. Speaking of cake, let’s get baked. I forgot what I was going to say now. Whatever, just saying...  ...Read On

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Good Time Blues

 

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That Radiant Smile

Behavior that's hard to forget

 

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The Little Bliss

Just remember the bliss

 

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Relaxing Work Music

Let the music resonate across the land

 

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Freed

5 of 5 These aged walls no longer hold me...

 

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Identified!

4 of 5 So, Doctor, what can you tell me?

 

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Found

3 of 5 Have you noticed anything odd about this wall?

 

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Lost

2 of 5 Let me out! Let me out...

 

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Trapped

1 of 5. I see them, they don't see me...

 

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Lonesome Road

Without malice or shame

 

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The Pup Can't Understand

What is wrong

 

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A Prince Among Writers

Loved by women and admired by men, A prince among writers lay dying, The slow betrayal by his body Robbing him of hope of the long life That in his youth he had expected, Finally to slip away in peace Enfolded in the loving embrace Of devoted family and friends After a long and fruitful autumn His passing celebrated in song. Yet though his body was decaying His thoughts enshrined a new...Read On

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A Man Of No Consequence

A little man of no consequence Whose whole life was spent on the margins, His passing barely caused a ripple In the flowing tides of existence, And his substance was just a shadow Briefly noticed and then forgotten Like something on the edge of vision. He had a name, of that I am sure And he surely must have been loved once, If only by his mother and father, But even that is uncertain now,...Read On

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Fantastic Revelation

Wind thrashed through my hair. The currents lifting us. The glistening scales rubbed through my pants as I sat upon the saddle. I was finally free of man's expectations and exhortations. Flames seered through the bite of winter, and we flew onward. There our destiny awaited and nothing meant more, except the bond we shared. We are one, and as one we are many. From here to eternity, Man...Read On