Daily David – Day 195



Daddy love.

Photo of the Day – Day 194



Daily David – Day 194



Photo of the Day – Day 193



Daily David – Day 193



At school, playing with gooey stuff.

Daily David – Day 192



Funny faces. That’s what my little boy is all about.

Photo of the Day – Day 192



Poems

Today’s blog prompt from Shimelle is: Have you ever been inspired by
the words of a poem? Share the poem with your blog readers and tell
them how you came to value its words.

If you’d asked me years ago, I’d have said Nothing
Gold Can Stay
or later, I would have said, Stop all
the Clocks
or i
carry you in my heart
or One Art. But
the first poem that jumped to my mind was:



This is Just to Say by William Carlos Williams
I have eaten
the plums
that were in
the icebox

and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast

Forgive me
they were delicious
so sweet
and so cold

I love this poem. I love every bit of it. I can’t even explain why.
Maybe cause it’s so ordinary. Cause it’s so relateable. So daily life. I
am not sure but it makes me happy each and every time.

Must-Haves

Ok running behind already. Yesterday’s My Freedom class prompt is:
Play a game of ‘What’s in your suitcase?’ on your blog by listing
your necessities for travel, then ask your blog readers to comment with
their own list. You can include pictures or links for items you consider
must-haves.




Well this is a boring one for me. My must-haves are all electronic
equipment and books. I must have: iPod, MacBook Pro, Canon SLR, Canon
mini camera, iPhone, all the chargers. Then I take at least three books.
Even if I’m going just for two days. Three books is my minimum. Then
I’ll take whatever I’m working on currently. Like a sketchbook, or a
recent class printout, or papers that have been sitting on my desk,
unread. That’s about it for me. Boring, eh?



What about you?

Painting Faces



I’m taking Paulette’s
excellent class. She is amazing. My stuff, no so much but it’s still so
much fun to try.

Photo of the Day – Day 191



Daily David – Day 191



Sitting on the floor, eating candy, and looking through a scrapbooking
catalog. How much better can life get?