Walking under the Granville Bridge on that magical morning that I posted about last week, this advertisement for a show running on the Island this month reflects how the results of today are very much in all of our minds at the moment. Using a bridge analogy I wonder if the call will be One No Trump by the end of the day. Good luck to all of my friends south of the 49th. You are in my thoughts 🙂
Today’s Daily Prompt from Cheri is the word Miniature. I thought I would re-purpose a post of mine from April 2014, which was in response to the Weekly Writing Challenge: Fifty from Vincent Mars in which we were asked to “craft a story in just fifty words”.
I hope you enjoy this miniature story with miniatures entitled:
Knot at Home
Homage to Franz Kafa’s Metamorphosis
Gregory awoke, still seated in his armchair, newspaper in hand.
Something felt very different.
He knew he was knot the same.
“I am in a giant Perspex box” he thought.
He remembered a book he had once read about a man becoming a fly.
He knew it didn’t end well.
A trio of threes for today and perhaps the the most literal representation of the word trio, unfortunately a week late for last week’s Photo Challenge. Nevertheless on this three hundred and thirty third day of the year I have been ruminating on threes all day. It’s amazing just how many exist in our memory bank; here are ten of them:
…and so many more. Why not add some of your own.
This background to today’s image is a photograph I took this morning of frost on a glass tabletop on our deck. Winter is close at hand!
Grounds for Dismissal
Today’s image is created entirely with freshly brewed espresso and discarded espresso coffee grounds on watercolor paper, and is the first painting of a new art movement to be called Espressoism, a movement of which I am at present the first and I believe only member! You are very welcome to join of course with your own coffee masterpieces, which I very much look forward to seeing.
Wishing you all a very happy #NationalCoffeeDay wherever you may be enjoying your morning, afternoon or evening cup of joe.
P.S. A great way to celebrate my 700th post – hard to believe!
Not at home, so…
As I’m away this weekend here are a few more images in the same vein, which some of you may remember…
…together with a story I wrote in April last year in response to a Writing Challenge to craft a story in Fifty words .
Homage to Franz Kafka’s Metamorphosis
Knot at Home
Gregory awoke, still seated in his armchair, newspaper in hand.
Something felt very different.
He knew he was knot the same.
“I am in a giant Perspex box” he thought.
He remembered a book he had once read about a man becoming a fly.
He knew it didn’t end well.
Not at Home
…but home tomorrow.
Greetings from New York! Yes, we made it, as those of you who follow the Weekly Photo Challenge already know as I submitted a photo of the Manhattan skyline from our taxi ride in.
Not at home.
Knot, at home.
May the Sauce be with you…
I thought I would follow up my submission to the Daily Prompt: Make Me Smile with this homage to Rene Magritte’s painting Ceci nest pas une pipe.
Its partner piece is entitled not a painting or Ceci n’est pas une peinture in keeping with the homage, since it really isn’t a painting, but as you can see is indeed a knot…in a frame…which by the way is not for sale!
Finally, this week I submitted for the first time to the Weekly Writing Challenge. This week’s challenge is to write a story in exactly fifty words. I entitled it Knot at Home (sound familiar?) It is another homage, this one to Franz Kafka’s Metamorphosis, as you will see if you visit the post on my other site theotherpalette.
OK…I think it’s time in the immortal words of George Burns to “Say Goodnight, Gracie”…
Knot at home.
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