We’ve got our eye on your photos this week. (See what we did there?) This week, take “eye” as your inspiration.
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Tag Archives: Weekly Photo Challenge
Trio | The Daily Post
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What comes in threes? Submit an image for this week’s photo theme, Trio.
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Three burgers = company’s here!!
Ornate | The Daily Post
In your photo this week, share something unabashedly ornate — where it’s clear that the creators pulled no stops and went all out.
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I layed-over in Philadelphia for a couple of nights between conferences on my 2011 American Odyssey tour. I was most excellently hosted by Doc Karma, taking a day off from his plans for world domination (they still need a little work as they hinge on his invasion forces walking to New Zealand).
USS Olympia is tied up there, opposite the New Jersey…I was fascinated by the contrasts in decor between one of the first modern ironclads and one of the last. ornate, most definitely. Over the top…nope, just the standards of the time…
Treat | The Daily Post
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This week’s photo challenge theme is “Treat,” an intentionally open-ended prompt. This week, share with us a photo of something that you consider a marvellous treat.
Happy Place
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In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Happy Place.”
One of my all time favourite ‘desert island’ books is Wilbur Smith’s Eagle in the Sky. “He’ll be in the sky” are Debra’s words when he disappears near the story’s end…well, the book’s end anyway: Eagle is one of those tales that you hope never ends, that David and Debra go on and on…
As much as I love aviation, I never got round to learning to fly but when I need to go, I go for height, up a hill, onto a mountain, some place high and quiet where I can look down and think.
My other happy place is at a keyboard or holding a pen, using words to seek and maintain balance, to put my feelings some place where they become tangible and malleable. I can’t promise the words will always make sense or that later on I might not remember the emotion behind them but they lie as reminders of places I have been, journeys I have made, people I have been…words as much a sanctuary as a windy hilltop or craggy peak…
Weekly Photo Challenge: Change
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Grid | The Daily Post
We often superimpose a mental grid over things we photograph to help with composition. This week, let’s go literal.
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Monochromatic
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In response to The Daily Post’s weekly photo challenge: “Monochromatic.”
Room | The Daily Post
Like a few other English words, Room means two contradictory things. It can be the four walls that enclose us, giving us shelter and comfort but also limiting our movement. It’s also the limitless space into which we can wander and which we can fill — or try to (think about that expression, “room to grow”).
In this week’s photo challenge, share your take on the idea of room — it could be an actual room in your house, a favorite gallery in your local museum, a cubicle at work. You could also take this challenge in a more abstract direction, and show us where you feel like you have room — or lack it.

…and, hmmmm…
Just Another Day | The Daily Post
Just Another Day | The Daily Post. Our days our organized around numerous small actions we repeat over and over. What’s your favorite daily ritual?
Every day, twice every day, we have this ritual, initiated by the phrase “…feed the dogs…”. It is such a well-known phrase here than we can only use it when we actually intend doing it, otherwise there is much excitement followed by disappointment. If we want to refer to this activity, we have to say “…Eff the Dees…” and even now, I am not convinced that they do not know that they are being talked about…
It’s an important ritual because it is one that we can not afford to miss, forget or otherwise omit…it is also a very satisfying one that daily builds the bonds between us…
Edit: Forgot to mention…this morning…as I was dishing out their breakfast on the deck, the littlest wax-eye fearlessly planted himself on the deck to watch the proceedings. Lulu, in the pink collar, is our hunter but was fascinated by this bright-coloured little thing that clearly was totally unawed by her 40+ kilogram mass, nor the fact that she could probably inhale him by accident…
I thought he might have been hurt but nope, just fearless…he let me pick him up in my hand as Lulu looked on; hopped onto the rail, had one last look, and then flittered off into the trees…
People wonder why we’re not that fussed about missing out on the ‘joys’ of urban life…