P1070608This sculpture is “Minimal response III 1999 painted steel” by Ed Benavente at the Wandell Sculpture garden in Meadowbrook Park, Urbana, Illinois. The sculpture is also known as, “Hammer heads”.

I chose this photo for the weekly challenge “Dialogue”. Dialogue is an engaging conversational exchange.

Whenever I visit the park and look at this sculpture, I always wonder what kind of dialogue the hammer heads are having. Can you take a guess? I would love to hear from you in the comments below.

Have a good rest of the weekend!



Azaleas in full bloom.

This is an Azalea bush in full bloom in spring in front of our home.


As the weather warmed up the flowers withered and I could only see their frayed ends.

But wait, someone thought this would make a lovely home.

Mother Robin had made a nest.

Mother Robin had made a nest.

In the frayed azalea, blooms life.

Amongst the frayed azalea flowers, life bloomed in a different form.

Welcome to the world, little one!



(of a fabric, rope, or cord) unravel or become worn at the edge, typically through constant rubbing.




Capture a silhouette.

Photography is all about experimenting with light, and then positioning yourself (or your subject) in the right spot to achieve a certain effect. One such effect is a silhouette, in which an outline of someone or something appears dark against a lighter background. Silhouettes can be very dramatic and resemble black shapes without any details, but the effect varies from picture to picture.

Here are some visual treats from Egypt.


Pompey’s Pillar, Alexandria, Egypt.


Pyramids of Giza: Take one


Pyramids of Giza: Take two


The Great Sphinx of Giza

Thanks for stopping by. Have a great weekend!

Zig Zag


“For this week’s challenge, share with us your own take on zigging and zagging.”

This picture was taken in one of the wealthy merchants’ homes in the Fortress of Louisbourg, in Canada during our summer vacation last year. Thanks to the efforts of the archaeologists and the work of Parks Canada and the Fortress Louisbourg Association, we were able to experience life in Louisbourg during its heyday. During the summer months hundreds of re-enactors or “animators” of all ages, from wealthy merchants to poor soldiers, populate the streets of the restored fortress working, playing, and living life as they would have in 1744.

The actor who played a servant’s  role in the house educated us about this art. She explained that the lady who worked on this tapestry had to know how to read and count in order to make this beautiful art.

Relic of a time gone by: Khajuraho group of monuments.


Relic: something from a past time, place or culture.

I visited Khajuraho group of monuments, a UNESCO World Heritage Site, in 2007.


The temples at Khajuraho were built during the Chandella dynasty, which reached its pinnacle between 950 and 1050. Only about 20 temples remain. They strike a perfect balance between architecture and sculpture.

 A common misconception is that, since the old structures with carvings in Khajuraho are temples, the carvings depict sex between deities.

Some 10% of the carvings contain sexual themes and those reportedly do not depict deities but rather sexual activities between people. A common misconception is that, since the old structures with carvings in Khajuraho are temples, the carvings depict sex between deities.


Carvings depicting animals such as elephants, monkeys, dragons, lions, boar and others.


The Khajuraho temples were built over a span of 200 years, from 950 to 1150.

DSCN3184DSCN3194 DSCN3191DSCN3167 Greatly influenced by the Tantric school of thought, the Chandela kings promoted various Tantric doctrines through royal monuments, including temples. Sculptors of Khajuraho depicted all aspects of life. The society of the time believed in dealing frankly and openly with all aspects of life, including sex. In accordance with ancient treatises on architecture, erotic depictions were reserved for specific parts of the temples only. The rest of the temple was profusely covered with other aspects of life, secular and spiritual.





“Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it's the answer to everything. To ''Why am I here?'' To uselessness. It's the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it's a cactus.” Enid Bagnold quotes (English Writer, 1889-1981)

“Who wants to become a writer? And why? Because it’s the answer to everything. To ”Why am I here?” To uselessness. It’s the streaming reason for living. To note, to pin down, to build up, to create, to be astonished at nothing, to cherish the oddities, to let nothing go down the drain, to make something, to make a great flower out of life, even if it’s a cactus.”
Enid Bagnold quotes (English Writer, 1889-1981)

I hope this flower inspires the best in you.




We traveled to Egypt in October 2009 and visited the great Giza Plateau.

At that time, the tourists arrived in cars, buses and vans which assembled in the parking lot. From here on, we had to choose an entirely contrasting means of transportation : our quadruped friends, who helped us slow down to appreciate the most ancient, substantial and mysterious structure in the world: The Great Pyramids of Giza.


I was not feeling very brave to ride the camel in the hot afternoon sun.

I was not feeling brave enough to ride the camel in the hot afternoon sun.


This horse pulled cart looked inviting.

  Off we go! Thanks Pam, (my sister) for taking this shot.

Off we go! Thanks Pam, (my sister) for taking this shot.



Weekly Photo Challenge: Contrasts: This week, in a post created specifically for this challenge, share your own photo showing a CONTRAST.


Dehydrated or Drunk

This evening my husband and I set for our evening walk on the bike path that goes past our house. We waved at a few neighbors and slowly continued walking down the path. It was later in the evening around 7:30PM, with lots of daylight and seventy-eight-degree- and- cloudy weather with 87% humidity. It was fairly pleasant weather and more agreeable with the occasional breeze. A teenage bicyclist rode towards us and alerted us, “There is a man down the bike path who is lying down there. He can speak, but he has fallen down and could be drunk”.

“Did he need help? Do you think we need to call 9-1-1?” I asked.

The bicyclist said that he looked OK, but he was lying down on the ground.

We started walking faster towards the man. By the time we got there, the man had slowly pulled himself to a sitting position with his legs stretched in front of him. He was bleeding from his chin. There were two other ladies who were walking their dogs. One of them mouthed to me, asking if the man was drunk. We got closer.

I looked at the man. He looked like he was in his mid seventies. His face was ashen white.

“Are you OK?” I asked him.

He said he was.

One of the ladies offered him a Kleenex because he had bled and cut his chin.

I am glad I always carry my cell phone. So I asked the gentleman if I needed to call 9-1-1 and he declined. My next few questions were series of open-ended questions to check if he was coherent.

The victim, whose name was Bob (pseudonym), took a little time to answer my questions, but was able to process information. He lived on a street parallel to mine. I asked him if there was anyone at home and if he could tell us his phone number. He could, and I made the phone call. We walk everyday on this bike path but my husband had to run down the path to check the name of the closest cross street.

Bob’s wife Dee (pseudonym) answered and said she would drive over to get her husband. While we were waiting for Dee, still seated on the cemented surface, Bob was starting to lose his sitting balance. My training as a physical therapist came in handy today. I sat behind Bob and steadied his back. I kept talking to him to make sure he did not pass out. I asked him if he liked to walk and he said, “yes”. One of the dogs came closer to Bob and the lady who had mouthed him as drunkard, by now had gotten softer and let him pet her dog. In a few minutes, Dee arrived in her car. My husband, Dee, and I steadied Bob on his feet. I held on to Bob’s belt as I kept giving him directions on how to get safely in the car. The bystanders had left.

Dee was grateful. She said to me that Bob has Multiple Sclerosis. I reminded Bob to drink plenty of water this summer. Bob had a smile on his face.

Bob was dressed in heavy trousers, winter socks and a full-sleeved shirt. He was possibly dehydrated, got lightheaded and had lost his balance on the bike path. People mistook him for being drunk. I am glad we were able to help him.

Dehydration is a very common condition and can be easily prevented, by drinking water.

Opinions vary on exactly how much water one should drink and more information is available here.




Between the Buns


P1060520For this week’s photo challenge, I present the McLobster sandwich that we discovered when traveling through Maritimes in Canada. In between the buns is succulent lobster meat combined with celery, green onions, and light mayonnaise-style sauce with a hint of lemon, on top of a bed of shredded lettuce.P1060518

I don’t  do sea food and my favorite sandwich is with peanut butter and strawberry jam. What is your favorite sandwich?

It will be fun to know if McDonald’s serves anything different and unique in between the buns in your part of the world.

I am curious to hear from you in the comments. Thanks for stopping by.