telling a tale of better days gone by
yet hopeful for what is to come * * *
What would you write to accompany this picture?
yet hopeful for what is to come * * *
What would you write to accompany this picture?
Posted by: alece | August 13, 2007
picture pages
Posted in picture pages
The sound of thousands of feet treading across the soft dry dirt was the only thing that could be heard. They held their breath in amazement at what they had seen. Surely that was no ordinary stick that he held. Surely this was no ordinary man. His name means drawn from the water; would that explain his ability to dominate it?
The title of your post “picture pages” reminded me of a cable t.v. program that Bill Cosby did when I was a kid. We would get this activity page in the mail that we would fill out during that weeks program along with Bill. There was a catchy jingle that started with: “picture pages, picture pages time to do your picture pages, time to get your crayons and your pencils…” Good memories.
By: @ngie on August 13, 2007
at 1:29 pm
wow. so neat to hear what you thought of at the sight of this piece of dry, cracked earth.
picture pages - yeah, that’s what i had in mind when i named it that. i was totally humming “time to get your crayons and your pencils” in my head!
By: africalece on August 13, 2007
at 3:10 pm
thirsty.
By: annie on August 13, 2007
at 4:31 pm
This is kinda what Google Earth gives us sometimes…a wretched aerial view of something that contains much beauty, if you just step in a bit closer. Go into the crevices…there’s character in each on of them. All of the people living between the chasms have personalities, struggles. Don’t just look at an expanded view of things, for the beauty lies underneath, down deep…
By: Anonymous on August 13, 2007
at 5:54 pm
I think my original thought changed from when we first strolled onto that desolate dirt. (I can’t even remember what I originally thought, only what I just wrote…Ha) I don’t think I’ll ever forget the conversation, though.
-Becca
By: Anonymous on August 13, 2007
at 5:55 pm
that song started ringing in my ears…flood over me, flood over me, flood over me…. why are you so downcast oh my soul…lift your voice and sing, praises to the king…
By: Amy on August 14, 2007
at 1:05 am
i also thought of a song by shane barnard “barren land can overflow… (with
life and fruit and fields that grow)
By: danielle on August 14, 2007
at 4:22 am
or if you want to get all spiritual :)
“See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.”
Is 43.19
By: danielle on August 14, 2007
at 5:09 am
Two thoughts.
“Would you like a drink with that?”
“This is how my heart feels. Parched.”
By: Natalie on August 14, 2007
at 7:02 am
what was this for? any winners? what would you write?
By: danielle on August 15, 2007
at 7:25 pm