Pop of color

taillights in rain

Driving home in the dark

in the rain

the car sped past us

weaving between lanes.

Almost hit the guard rails

two, three times.

too fast for conditions

ignoring white lines.

Not wanting to see or be

a fiery crash,

We pulled way back–

watched brake lights flash.

He disappeared in the dark

we saw no trace

of ambulance or car wreck

or police chase.

Driving rain transformed to a gentle fog

with misty, eerie light,

home was a mystery novel–

It was a dark and stormy night…

fog and street light

I hope the other car was safely home too…

Gratitude for traveling mercies.

122. The paralysis of indecision

Indecisiveness is a sad malady to have — I cringe when I see others afflicted. Yet I confess to having bouts of it myself.

•Choosing paint colors? Could take me months.
•Deciding what side dishes to make for Thanksgiving dinner? Could take me weeks.
•Editing a blog post? Could take me days.

I’m not sure how I got this virus, but I’m fairly sure it was a birth defect and there’s no cure. I’m thinking of starting a non-profit for research — if you would like to donate to The Race to Cure Indecision, send me a comment, and I’ll be sure to get back to you with a donation form…or maybe you could just send a check…or maybe you should wait until some office help is hired.

I like input from other people; it starts a conversation and helps me narrow my focus. Talking it out helps me decide; perhaps it is a side effect of perfectionism? The fear of making the imperfect decision leads to making no decision at all. Sigh. (This is why deadlines are good!)

Yesterday’s photo challenge was Mystery and the directive was to play with light. Play with light? Play with color? Aside from playing with words, those are some favorite things to do.

It was twenty five degrees outside, but the sun was shining. So the iPhoneographer went walking during the morning golden hour, freezing her fingers and toes, but having fun. And since I had such a hard time deciding what photos to choose, here are some shots; first in black and white (most mysterious) and then in misty color.

 

 

 

 

Start a conversation — tell me what you think. What attracts you to a photo?

Do you prefer color or B&W? Which of the above photos speaks the word Mystery to you?

Or maybe you can’t decide either? It’s okay, I’ll let you in my club.

Dancing in Fall

IMG_5047.JPGThe sky invites
The sycamores to dance.
Bare branches
Bend and sway
Curtsying to one another
In proper fashion.
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Meanwhile the leaves have flown.
They turn up around back
Loitering by the steps,
Rabble rousing and doing their wild dances…
Waiting for the night wind
to whisk them away.
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Thankful that the leaves in the country just blow away…