Naval Academy Bridge, Annapolis, Maryland. A foggy morning on December 30, 2019. Which Way Photo Challenge. BUT WAIT! THERE’S MORE…
For more information about MD Route 435, click here. (Wikipedia)
Naval Academy Bridge, Annapolis, Maryland. A foggy morning on December 30, 2019. Which Way Photo Challenge. BUT WAIT! THERE’S MORE…
For more information about MD Route 435, click here. (Wikipedia)
This photo of College Creek was taken on the morning of December 30, 2019. It was very foggy. The first image is before cropping. The last image was me having a little fun with some special effects in Photoshop. In this case, I chose to invert the second image. Please accept this as my submission for Jez Braithwaite’s Water Water Everywhere challenge number 8.
Queen Pirouette looked closely at the document in her hands. It was the new charter that her husband, King GarGar had granted to the capital city, Catapolis. She couldn’t believe her eyes. His Majesty was giving the merchants the bestof everything. It gave them the right to summon a parliament comprised of their caste that would regulate taxation. It gave them the right to form gilds. They could even raise funds and organize their own militia. That last point was beyond the pale, as far as she was concerned.
We pay for the war and they profit from it! The Queen thought to herself.
Drusilla was at a complete loss for words. Warrant in hand, the Sheriff of Catapolis had just informed her that she did not possess the necessary paperwork needed to live in the city. Dangling a set of wrist irons in front of her, he said ominously, “Next time I see you, I’ll be giving you this fine set of bracelets for you to wear for your presentation at Court.”
Just breathe, Drusilla told herself. Being the King’s sister should provide her with a certain amount of protection, but being a natural daughter of the King’s late father was not the carte blanche that she’d hoped it would be. As if he were reading her mind, the Sheriff quipped , “Just because your the King’s bastard sister, don’t expect to get anything like special treatment.”
Cee’s Flower of the Day challenge
There’s a neighborhood in Annapolis called Parole. There you will find a section that, in zoning terms, is probably light industrial. In an attempt at beautification, the city sponsored a bunch of murals in this part of town. Some of them are quite brilliant, others are facile or prosaic or just plain ugly. Over the next week or so, I’ll be posting a photo a day of these murals. Enjoy!
This one was my favorite, so it comes first. Photographed today around 2 pm.
I took all of these photographs last night. People have already started taking down their Christmas decorations, so I was lucky to capture these. Not to worry! I have more. I’ll be posting them throughout the week. Happy New Year everybody!
Remember Renn and Stempy? The figure on the left in this photo is from that cartoon. For the life of me, I can’t remember who was Renn and who was Stempy. Was the chihuahua Renn? I think that’s right. Any experts out there who know for sure? (For those of us who are too lazy even to google it.)
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