1604 - The Crystal Ball
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The Sunday Whirl presents twelve words for us to use in a creative writing
piece.
This weeks words are:
twigs, divine, wake, blood, wallow, cell, me...
5 days ago
A journey into the sites, sounds and fragrances experienced while in the moment. Consider this an invitation to take your own journey into the images from your perspective and experiences.
4 comments:
Love the old-timey feel of this one. Wonderful!! One day, I'm going to learn to take beautiful pictures...
Heather...I will trade you some lessons for your Kendal! Just kidding.
Dan
your particular technique does extra dimensions to photos such as this.
Almost like you were standing there, camera in hand, hundreds of years ago.
He'de look over at you and ask in thick, archaic French something you wouldn't understand if you kNEW french.
You say, of course, "I don't understand you, sir. Do you know any English.
and he turns his gun at you, your camera drops to your side as a whole different scenario arrises. "You be Englishman?" he asks.
"No," you reply honestly, earnestly, "No. I was born HERE," and you wave your hands to describe the area.
He points his musket down, which is quite fine with you. You offer him some water from your cantene. He takes a hit, and looks up and smiles.
Taking his cantene off, he unscrews the cap , takes a swig, offers it to you.
You think it's some form of greeting and put the cantene to your lips and lean back your head....just as your nose interrupts your fleeting thoughts to inform you that this is whiskey coming down.
After that, it's a great day. The two of you bag a fine rabbit, find out some roots, probably yucca, and have at making dinner. Sitting around the campfire all night, drinking, chewing on rabbit legs and roots, and all the while wondering how the heck you found yourself in the 1700s.
wheeeeeeee!
Boneman....
Great story! Sounds like something that could have happened in Michael Crichton's novel Timeline!
Dan
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