On All Hallows Eve, the Tangle Heart Tree catches spirits and holds them until Prime’s light collects them.
Sun sets, darkness falls All Hallows Eve calls Thirsty spirits to scratch and claw at the walls of Sheol Licking sweet honied milk poured from sorcerer’s bowl Conjured spirits slip through holes Prey on wandering, long lost souls Free to find and eat their fills Until Prime’s light reclaims their wills Sun rises spirits pulled asunder Sorcerer’s bowl lies emptied, plundered
The Incognito Pear tree is under on All Hallows Eve where the spirits get tangled trying to get out of Sheol.
Santa Cynthia prays all night on All Hallows Eve for our souls to be safe from the spirits released by sorcerers’ milk and honey.
My birthday cake. Costco didn’t have any cakes with Happy Birthday!
This is a display along Corrales Road. I’m happy I got it early. The skeleton disappeared after the high winds last week.
All the cats got to try on the bat wings. Loki in photos 12 and 13 was the best batwing model. Glenda (3rd photo) and Gwendolyn (last photo) were pretty good, also. Black cats know they look good in bat wings. Spunk, on the other hand, told me exactly what he thought about wearing bat wings after I took them off him (7th photo).
My friend Ron, who was born four days after me in the same hospital, we grew up together, and there is not I time that we can remember not knowing each other, sent me a photo of my horoscope as part of his wishing me a happy birthday. He commented that 41 days was an odd number of days to be extraordinarily lucky. Forty-one is truly an odd number, and prime, as it is only divisible by 1 and 41, and I told him it was odd because it was between Biblical and the answer to life, the universe, and everything. The horoscope is very positive. Another interesting aspect of the horoscope is that the first four of my lucky numbers add up to be my age, and the fifth number is Biblical.
I ended up doing a lot of errands on the way home from work, and a lot of different chores after I got home this afternoon. The weather was clouds moving through, being pushed by high winds and the temperature had dropped significantly from yesterday. Well after sundown, facing wind and cold, I walked out to the river and got photos of the cranes in the darkness, the wild clouds, and the colors lingering in the dusk.
This is the second parody I made back in 2017. I hadn’t upgraded my darkroom to double as a recording studio at that time, so I recorded it in the dance room using the mics in my computer. The recording wasn’t too bad other than being very tinny. I imported the original sound file into Studio One and clean up the vocals. I think a lot of writers who follow my blog will appreciate this parody.
Saturday Night’s Alright for Writing Music by Elton John Lyrics by Timothy Price
It’s getting late I found my PaperMate I’m procrastinating sitting here Seventy lines that I gotta pine I have modifiers dangling near
My old Mac’s bonkers and it’s acting kind of funky And my old adage is to be clear My writing is cute like a guy in army Boots A cowboy hat in his hair Ohhhhhh
Don’t give us none of your imagination Write facts be on your discipline Cause Saturday night’s alright for writing Let’s get a little action verbiage in
Let’s get about as riled as an op-ed rage Let’s try to set this page alight Cause writing on a Saturday night I like Saturday night’s alright to write to write Ooooo oo-oo oh
A lot of words are getting packed in here tonight I’m looking for a phrase that will seem alright I might use an antecedent to get what I need I might bare an infinitive and shout out “conditionally”
Some of the words that I really like Are future perfect voicing that are out of sight I’m a high school dropout from the ergative class Who’s passive voices, dangled modified and got a pass Ohhhhhhh
Don’t give us none of your imagination Write facts be on your discipline Cause Saturday night’s alright for writing Let’s get a little action verbiage in
Let’s get about as riled as an op-ed rage Let’s try to set this page alight Cause writing on Saturday night I like A Saturday night’s alright to write to write Oooooo oo-oo ooh
Off Center & Not Even 