Let's talk about the pleasures and puzzles of the smaller mystery--mystery novels and other fiction--and the bigger one--life.
It looks very mythological to me.G'night!
Hi Nancy.If I didn't say it the other day, that's a wonderful picture Andi took. It sort of reminds me of an Ammonite.
Morning All.Hmm (studies carefully)well (studies more carefully)... I think ... it looks like ... frozen creek water!Reason #348578 that I'm not a writer.
Oh and here's another one to contemplate.Jim took this one. We had no idea what formed the frozen bubbles but he posted it elsewhere and got this explanation: Bubbles come from the dissolved oxygen/nitrogen content in the water. Some air is diffused into the surface of the water and other bubbles form as a product of decomposition in the mud surface layer.Lake water and rivers thicken because of impurities in the water when they don't freeze at normal temps and the bubbles get trapped in static layers (like your picture) which almost gives it appearance that these tubes were formed from single bubbles traveling upward.
Very cool Jim pic, andi! And we love you even if you don't think you're a writer, fam (but you are). I see a bear hunched over, with his snout buried in mounds of mashed potatoes...Morning, everyone!
Andi, I love your ice photos! They are just so neat.And kewl on Jim's photo -- it looks like a bed of nails ... :)
Oh, and what do I see on Andi's photo -- a wooly mammoth ... :D
Cool picture of Eric Cartman being taken by the Crabmen back to their lair beneath the earth.
Alien fetus.And yes, Jim's picture looks like it's in motion.Just cool stuff there.
Ammonite, yes, I see it, FM! Even *that* looks mythical. And the Bear Ate His Mashed Potatoes, yes! lol, Beth.Andi, another for the album, thanks.OLIVIA! A wooly mammoth, that, too, yes.
Rick, lol! Poor Cartman. What awaits him?Farfetched, speaking of alien. . .no, not you, dear. . .it looks to me like the aliens on Battlestar Gallactica.
The stairs of a faerie temple crafted in one night for the festival of midwinter. They rise to a gate that takes you into the actual temple in the Winter Country, antithesis of the Summer Country where the fey make their annual sacrifice to preserve their eternal life.
Ah, from the pen of the master. . .So now we want the rest of the story, Kelly.
And I may actually have to write it. It was one of those moments where you go, huh, that's not half bad. It's going to have to wait for me to finish the current book, hopefully about three weeks work at this point, but then...
Hey, all this talk of aliens made me realize I do see something in the ice.
Kelly, have you read James Hetley's The Summer Country and The Winter Oak?
I'm afraid I haven't, Andi. I know Jim and there's even a copy of The Summer Country on my TBR shelf, but it's still behind a big heap of other stuff.
Kelly--well, now, THAT would be pretty darned cool, if something started right here.Andi--Yes! That's exactly what I see. :)
Kelly, they're an interesting and dark urban fantasy take on the summer/winter mythology. Nancy, I always loved Marvin the Martian (such a wonderfully foul-tempered fella) so I'm really pleased to think I've got my very own personal portrait of him. :)
Okay, I just moved the first from the TBR shelf to the TBR heap.
It's only nine degrees here and my brain is frozen, all I see is ice!
Jim's picture reminds me of an overhead view of burned forest that's covered with snow. The tree haven't been able to grow back limbs yet. There are roads leading every which way and one hill that didn't get snowed on. Although I'm still trying to figure out how that one tree on the hill got snowed on, but the hill didn't. Off to the right is a river that hasn't frozen yet.
Nancy/kb, I'm rooting for Kansas for you tonight...they're playing Iowa State, and are favored - we'll see how the game goes!Go Jayhawks!
I'm just not very visual, I never see anything in clouds either. Sorry to say. But it is a cool photo. That AndiF - she does good work. Hope everybody had a good day.
Umm, a highly stylized lobster?Hi all!
Hi it looks like this to me.But I don't remember what it's called.sighNow to the Comments!
Thanks, Beth. You helped them win.I see the lobster, boran2. But where's the butter?Yeah, kb, sigh. What *is* that little critter called? I've forgotten, too.I hope you had a good day, too, Maryb.
Katiebird!!! I was also thinking "baby tapir"Sigh....ductape
I hope that with the Ductape lesson in mind we all remember that our RL Family and Friends should know how to get in touch with our Virtual Family & Friends (at least eventually) in case of emergency.
Definitely a good idea re being able to contact the virtual family, kb. But I'm a little fuzzy on the ducttape part...
Hi Beth,Ductape Fatwa was a Virtual Great-Great-Grandfather and Cranky-Old-Man. We think that he died. But, he might just be in a better place.
Ah, thanks, kb. That's sad. I just sent my sis instructions on how to contact my virtual family - thanks for the suggestion!
Beth, That's Great. I'm lucky that with Nancy right here in town I don't think I've got to make formal arrangements.Just having a blog is no guarantee for communication. It seems like it would have been easy enough for one of Ductape's relatives to post something on his, but they never did.
I guess we assume we'll always get up the next morning. Now Deb can get into my mail and send something to my friends, and then it can be posted to blogs, etc.Not that anything's going to happen! But I worry that my friends won't know.I had a dear friend in high school - Lawrence Foster - he was a world-famous cellist. Always traveling around the world. But came back to London to hang out with us regularly. Then he stopped. My father found an article in a newspaper as he was traveling years later, printed by his parents. Lawrence had been killed, and they wanted his friends all over the world to know. If my dad hadn't seen it, I never would have known...
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