You have a lot of nerve asking for an All Time Favorite WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge- All Time Fav..
This is a particularly cruel style of torture to choose ONE. I have pasted 7 and deleted 8 (don’t ask, sometimes the computer wins). And where the hell did the ONE I was thinking of go anyway! I’m sure it was on this drive, or maybe not. Well I guess this other ONE will have to do…… and this one. Delete. AAARRGGHHH!
Ok, I got it.
Marking a photo as a favorite is quite difficult for me. Imprinting a little heart as a sign to the others on the screen that they are inferior…..
OH CRAP! just saw that “Favorites” was plural.
I enjoy shots for different reasons. Most of the time I take photos revolving around a theme. They obviously hold memories. A favorite place, time, event, or all the above. But maybe it’s not “favorite” so to speak but more of a photo that initiates a flood of memories attached to a person who has passed on. This is the trumpet that played Taps at my grandfather’s funeral.
Sorry to see you go WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge- All Time Fav.
Illusions in Norway.
World-schooling my boys was paused as the fjord slicked off, the pollen settled and the sea monster across the way surfaced.
WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge-Liquid
I have and will always belong among the fire and knives.
As a young lad I had several of the plastic Bowie knives. I would break them within a few days of purchase. Graduation to just shy of a million pocket knives and soon enough I had lit the driveway on fire. I was destined to become a Chef. Ma even said “I should have known.”.
I can sense the shine of a knife store around the next block.
Be it in a kitchen or in camp I gravitate like moth to the flame.
Master Oakley’s Marshmallow Brulee
Campfire smell is not a sign you need to wash your clothes. To me it’s the much sought after smell they should try to put into laundry soap.
If someone made campfire scented laundry pods I would buy them. (If you do, then make a complete line up…. Juniper, Hickory, Pine, cherry, ect…)
WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge – Place in the World
poke around my blog to see more of my handy work. Chef Gurr Work and Play
“Oh we’re not gonna to take it. NO, we’re ain’t gonna take it!….sorry, echos in the ear of a younger me and my Twisted Sister cassette tapes.
Now back to the prompt.
In the picture it’s not the cow in a chef’s uniform that seems twisted. It’s the watermelon cow with a bite out of its back. Take a look and tell me what else you see.
Thanks Amsterdam for keeping things interesting around every corner.
WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge- Twisted
Upon visiting Chateau de Dampierre-sur-Boutonne just north of Saintes, France the curator told us he had just set up a Cocotte show on the third floor. Not what I was expecting to hear!
This replaces the Indiana Jones scene with the golden head and sandbag for me.
Or see but I was super excited! Just look at these beauties!
The curator happened to have a friend with the largest collection of cocottes in I’m not sure what demographic, but it was quite sizable.
Being a chef and lover of evenly heating cookware I figured it was a sign.
Later in the week I welcomed our hosts back to their home with a nice batch of short ribs procured from a local butcher that had worked in that had worked/owned that butcher shop with the picture on the wall from 1974.
right out of the vac seal. No moisture loss at all. Wow.
I tourned carrots, potatoes and zucchini to go alone with them but then plated and served hot (as it the priority) so no photographic evidence of the final plates.
Thanks for the prompt Michelle Weber!
WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge-Unlikely
French vineyard maintenance is absolutely astounding. The land is covered with vineyards that are meticulously pruned and straight.
Day after day they park their utility car on the edge and prune before the vine shows any green.
This week’s WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge- Lines is a pleasure. The lines of the vines, the lines of the rows, and the line of the posts.
Lorikeets are always looking for love and taking care of each other.
In Australia we saw a few here and there. Maybe three or four in a tree. They seem to always be paired up.
Then we hit the motherload at a campground in Queensland. They had a feeding station and it was total mayhem!
What was a few in the trees chatting to one another turned into at least 30 in an instant. They came from thick bush and tall eucalyptus trees. Zipping by our heads to get their beaks on a bit of soaked bread.
Later that week, in another town, we heard the same commotion as we exited a grocery store at dusk. In the trees around the parking lot there were around a hundred lorikeets.
These fellas really are prolific.
WordPress Weekly Photo Challenge – Prolific