Mag 36

The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,

With conquering limbs astride from land to land;

Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand

A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame

Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name

Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand

Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command

The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.

"Keep ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she

With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,

Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,

The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.

Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,

I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"

Unfortunately, there is no originality in my brainpan this week.  The poem was written by Emma Lazarus and is engraved on the base of the Statue of Liberty in New York harbor.
 
And, yes, I know it's not necessarily a golden door in the photo but a Dutch door.  So be it.
 
Please look at Willow's Magpie Tales page for some writers with more imagination than this unworthy scribe.

Blackwell's new collar

We are trying to convert Blackwell from being an outdoor cat to an indoor cat.  But that is not an easy task.  Every time a door opens, he makes a dash for it and the outer world.  So, I insisted on a collar and a tag.  He has that now as well as a bell, which he is not happy about.  But the color looks very good on him, I think.

 



Me and my shadow

What a grouchy looking bird!

Mag 35

Halloween candy -


You want Hersheys?

Make it Brachs.



Like my tresses?

Ah . . .

Goldilocks.



Getting cold?

Wooly socks.



Is that a dog?

No, it's a fox.



Like my music?

Yeah, it rocks!



Turn the time back?

Fix the clocks.



Boats at anchor

Near the docks.



We’ve passed the silly season,

So what’s the silly reason?



Ahhhh….

Autumnal Equinox.

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There has to be some better writing at Magpie Tales!  Go there!  Quickly!

Tornadoes in Arizona?

You gotta be kidding me!

Pretty clouds at sunset

Beautiful but stormy skies.

The rain came later.

Prescott Folk Music Festival

This weekend marked the 32nd annual Folk Music Festival at the Sharlot Hall Museum in Prescott, Arizona.

There were some older musicians on hand . . .

And some younger ones . . .

Attendees enjoyed all of the musicians and their music.

Here's a little sample from Victor Johanson.