August 5, 2026 - Beautiful Photographs

Cee’s FOTD Challenge: August 6, 2021

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Almost ripe raspberry

I’ve no idea what kind of berries these are, but I think that they’re awfully pretty.

Flower of the Day

Mama Cormier’s Thursday Trios: August 5, 2021

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We used to call these tea roses.

Mama Cormier’s Thursday Trios

Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #159: Postcards

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I’ve resized all of these photos so that they are now 5 by 7 inches- the perfect size for a postcard. I respectfully submit them to Guest Host Anvica’s Gallery for the Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #159: Postcards.

We will not discuss the outrage of January 6, 2026 here. To the right is the botanical garden- a truly magnificent place!

I guess the sky could have been a little more blue, but this is an angle of the Maryland State House that one doesn’t usually see.

Sunrise on the Chesapeake Bay. It the far distance, you can see the Bay Bridge- a great feat in engineering!

CBWC: Large Subjects

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I wanted to represent the sky in my choices for this challenge. After all, what’s the largest thing visible to the naked eye?

Cee’s Black & White Photo Challenge

Life in Colour Challenge: Red - August 5, 2021

Published on August 5, 2026 by Russell Smith1 Comment

Any discussion of the color red must begin and end with the red rose!

The Life in Colour Challenge is hosted by Travel Words- a great website. Please do check it out!

Ragtag Daily Prompt: Marathon

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“By sunset, His Majesty will most surely be dead,” said his chief physician gravely to the prime minister. There were at least twenty people in the old King’s bedchamber. There was the Archbishop who’d given the dying man extreme unction. There were the other members of His Majesty’s privy council. Princess Pirouette sat at his bedside, while Lady Greenmeadow stood beside her uncle, the prime minister. Even Tata Sous-sus was there, standing behind Pirouette with a hand on her shoulder.

All of the windows had been covered with tapestries. The only lit in the room was by candle. The smoke of incense filled the air. There were no tears. People had been anticipating this day for years, but now that it had come, they were stunned into silence. The death of a sovereign is a serious affair.

“Just how old is the King?” Whispered one courtier to another.

“I’m not sure,” was the reply. “I don’t think there’s a soul alive who remembers when he was born.”

“He’s run quite the marathon to live to such a prodigious age.”

“Well, he may have run the race, but the event is almost over.”