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Greg Glazebrook @ GMGPhotography
Almost Full
This image of the “Almost Full” Hunter Moon was taken on October 26th in my driveway in Waterloo, Ontario. It was captured using the Celestron AZ102 Refractor Telescope and my Pixel 7 Pro’s rear camera. The telescope is Celestron’s next to bottom offering that I purchased on sale at Costco. There are much better telescopes out there but this one is more than adequate for the kids to see the moon and planet although the planets are quite small, and at that size there is a lot of natural earth shake transferred to the unit, but they are visible.
Image was captured on October 26th in Waterloo, Ontario Equipment: Celestron AZ 102 Refractor Telescope and Google Pixel 7 Pro (Rear Camera) Camera Settings: 6.81mm | 1/138 sec. at ƒ/1.9 | ISO200. Additional processing including starfield rendering via Adobe Lightroom/Photoshop.
Welcome to the spooktacular Halloween edition of T-Shirt Wisdom Wednesday. This hump day feature is precisely what it sounds like. Every other Wednesday (bi-weekly plus the occasion bonus editon) I will post a graphic that is funny, poignant, witty, honest, crude, toothsome, with bite, or just plain old ridiculous. Some I’ll have plagiarized directly from a chest near you. Others may not have been spotted in the wild but should be out there.
Grab a handful of candy but keep your hands off my pumpkins!
Suggestions are always welcome. If you come across something you believe should be pasted across someone’s chest and paraded around publicly jot it down and send me a message. If it makes the cut, I will whip up a graphic design template and use it in a future post. Any suggestions used will include a shout-out and link to your blog on the week it posts.
Welcome to Four Line Fiction, a pix-to-prose challenge re-launch. It has been difficult to keep up with this feature that disappeared mid-summer. I am bringing it back but will now run every other week in the same 9:00am Eastern Time (Canada/United States) time slot. The concept will be the same as previous. I will post an image I have captured myself, featured from another blog or plucked from one of the Interweb’s many royalty-free image sites. You as the writer are to use that image as a point of inspiration to craft a masterpiece of fiction in four lines.
Image: Abandon Houses / Abandon, Decaying and Forgotten Group – Facebook
This week’s image depicts a abandon home slowly decaying into its surroundings. The monochromatic scene is offset by red 1960s/70s style Volkswagen Beetle windows busted out and rusting in the foreground.
Be creative and have fun. I look forward to reading the tales you spin. Don’t forget to show your fellow bloggers some love -❤️- take some time to read, like, and comment on their masterpieces.
It had been weeks (or so it seemed) since his holiness led our congregation on a hike into the wilderness. An expedition to seek our salvation. Mostly it was a mix of exhaustion, meditation, hallucinogenic tea, and the promise of something better. The promise seemed emptier with every step along this journey.
“Stop with this doubt, you’ve come such a along way.” I screamed to myself in a whisper, the palm of my hand smacking against my forehead.
It was difficult to hold a train of thought with my gut screaming at me like a muthafu… We’d been subsisting on the tea and some lukewarm liquid prepared by the congregation’s women weeks ago. It couldn’t have been real food because it didn’t seem to spoil. I was told it was designed to ensure we were pure in mind and body for the coming cleanse.
I joined a hunting party a couple of nights ago after Carl had retired. We’d fashioned makeshift bows and arrows and set out to catch anything we could find. A couple of rabbits made the untimate sacrifice, but the skinny rodents could only coughed up scraps. We built a small fire to cook our kill, but some were so hungry they picked the meat raw from the bone.
As the sun rose across the mountains and crept into our camp, His holiness Carl emerged from his tent. He was a slight man, unassuming in almost every way. His gifts were not physical but he could hold conversation, draw you into whatever narrative he was preaching. If just one of us had opened our eyes for even a moment it would have become evident that while we starved Carl thrived. I sure his concubines were in the know but the rest of us were too blind to see.
Morning always started with pray and a sermon from Carl but today was different. The usual routines were replaced with a sense of forboding. Today was the day we would ascend into the heavens. Everything we had brought with us, everything we’d made was gathered into the center of camp. A colossal column of smoke rising into the morning air casting a dark shadow over the clearing, blotting out the morning sun. Some now realizing this was a one way trip.
The hike seems lighter and somehow heavier today as we moved through the trees. “Are you coming or not?” Carl demanded as he took a few steps further onto the small ledge. He raised his arms and began to chant something in tongues. The line behind him had stopped moving, gripped with a new fear. Many believing flying was only a metaphor.
“It is our time to soar on the wings of God. Who will offer themselves up first.” he said as the the ringing of gunfire at the back ripped through the thin mountain air.
The echo jolting me back to reality as I tried to run from the trail. At the front, the crush pushing the congregation over the edge. Some, true believer spreading their wings as they fell over the precipice, other pushing agaisnt the tide to get back from the cusp. Fifteen, maybe 20 paces from the trail searing pain rip through my abdomen. Falling next to my wife and onto my two young children. Imploring them to remain calm and quiet. The life draining from my eyes praying, like it was the first time, that the plume of smoke had drawn someones attention.
Welcome to another edition of T-Shirt Wisdom Wednesday. This hump day feature is precisely what it sounds like. Every other Wednesday (bi-weekly) I will post a graphic that is funny, poignant, witty, honest, crude, toothsome, with bite, or just plain old ridiculous. Some I’ll have plagiarized directly from a chest near you. Others may not have been spotted in the wild but probably should be out there.
This one is a lollipop triple-dipped in psycho, just in time for Halloween…
Suggestions are always welcome. If you come across something you think is worthy of being pasted across someone’s chest and paraded around publicly jot it down and send me a message. If it makes the cut I will whip up a graphic design template and use it in a future post. Any suggestions used will include a shout-out and link to your blog on the week it posts.
What they see is happy-go-lucky, not a care in the world. Like cool watermelon dripping down a child chin in the hot, noon day sun or ice cream filled evenings walking the state fair midway. A kaleidoscope of happy colours swirling around a perfect life.
If only they could see the tears behind the façade. Years of unhealed scars festering beneath the surface. Small pieces if flesh taken with every new cut. Revealed in the only place it can’t be hidden, in the black of dead eyes nobody bothers to peer into.
Demons trapped and screaming to be released but like a wounded animal concealed from the predators circling. The world begging us to celebrate our weaknesses like a badge of honour. Sycophants waiting to pounce for their own benefit, but I will never reveal what’s eating away my insides, clawing to escape my control.
Welcome to another edition of T-Shirt Wisdom Wednesday for August 16th, 2023. This hump day feature is precisely what it sounds like. Every other Wednesday (bi-weekly) I will post a graphic that is funny, poignant, witty, honest, crude, toothsome, with bite, or just plain old ridiculous. Some I’ll have plagiarized directly from a chest near you. Others may not have been spotted in the wild but probably should be out there.
At some point a “your mom sexual innuendo” t-shirt was going to appear, here it is…
Suggestions are always welcome. If you come across something you think is worthy of being pasted across someone’s chest and paraded around publicly jot it down and send me a message. If it makes the cut I will whip up a graphic design template and use it in a future post. Any suggestions used will include a shout-out and link to your blog on the week it posts.
Welcome to another edition of T-Shirt Wisdom Wednesday for August 16th, 2023. This hump day feature is precisely what it sounds like. Every other Wednesday (bi-weekly) I will post a graphic that is funny, poignant, witty, honest, crude, toothsome, with bite, or just plain old ridiculous. Some I’ll have plagiarized directly from a chest near you. Others may not have been spotted in the wild but probably should be out there.
Every day at work. When you work in a position that interacts with the public everyone has an opinion. Hate to say it the worst generally come from
Suggestions are always welcome. If you come across something you think is worthy of being pasted across someone’s chest and paraded around publicly jot it down and send me a message. If it makes the cut I will whip up a graphic design template and use it in a future post. Any suggestions used will include a shout-out and link to your blog on the week it posts.
Welcome to another edition of T-Shirt Wisdom Wednesday for August 16th, 2023. This hump day feature is precisely what it sounds like. Every other Wednesday (bi-weekly) I will post a graphic that is funny, poignant, witty, honest, crude, toothsome, with bite, or just plain old ridiculous. Some I’ll have plagiarized directly from a chest near you. Others may not have been spotted in the wild but probably should be out there.
We have all been here before…
Suggestions are always welcome. If you come across something you think is worthy of being pasted across someone’s chest and paraded around publicly jot it down and send me a message. If it makes the cut I will whip up a graphic design template and use it in a future post. Any suggestions used will include a shout-out and link to your blog on the week it posts.
Welcome to another edition of T-Shirt Wisdom Wednesday for August 30th, 2023. This hump day feature is precisely what it sounds like. Every other Wednesday (bi-weekly) I will post a graphic that is funny, poignant, witty, honest, crude, toothsome, with bite, or just plain old ridiculous. Some I’ll have plagiarized directly from a chest near you. Others may not have been spotted in the wild but probably should be out there.
I know that is not how things work in today’s society. Everyone needs to be included. Keeping with that spirit I wouldn’t want anyone to feel left out. Think of it as your participation badge!
Suggestions are always welcome. If you come across something you think is worthy of being pasted across someone’s chest and paraded around publicly jot it down and send me a message. If it makes the cut I will whip up a graphic design template and use it in a future post. Any suggestions used will include a shout-out and link to your blog on the week it posts.
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