Popinjay

Popinjay–Dangerous

The depression that I know is coming is definitely dangerous.  I have to spread mom’s ashes and try to celebrate (ha.) the holidays. I’m not looking forward to the rest of this year. * * * Next week’s prompt is: SMOOTH

Popinjay–Selfless

This is bound to get a little mushy.  Too bad. I’m writing it anyway. Selfless, I believe, describes my husband.  He constantly goes out of his comfort zone for me. The man who… didn’t know what a cappuccino was when we met who is now a coffee snob. didn’t cut his salad and made fun of me for doing so–who … Read More

Popinjay–Domestic

Homemade wine. Does it get any more domestic?? * * * Next week’s prompt is: SELFLESS

Popinjay–Abnormal

A dead monarch at the beach is abnormal. No? * * * Next week’s prompt is: DOMESTIC Link up…

Popinjay–Confident

I’d been thinking all week of how I could possibly take a photograph of my definition of confident.  I wanted to post something about The Midnight Diner going to print–how I had all these plans for a big reveal of the book at the conference I’m attending this weekend, Context 23. But then I received word from the printer (multiply … Read More

Popinjay–Breathtaking

I forgot how completely breathtaking this is for me. Wondered why I hadn’t taken advantage of the peace. And was reminded I need to go here more often. * * * Next week’s prompt is: CONFIDENT Link up…

Popinjay–AFRAID

This is the view out the side door of our house. Beautiful trees. Standing upright. This. This is a view of those beautiful trees with 90mph+ winds. Severe thunderstorms. Tornado warning. While I love storm chasing, it might make me just a little, teeny, tiny bit afraid. * * * Next week’s prompt is: BREATHTAKING

Popinjay–Dainty

This week’s photo prompt is DAINTY. It honestly took me a long time to find something dainty. I’ve learned this week that I tend to take photos of strong, resilient subjects. There aren’t many dainty, fragile items in my life. From the decorations in my home, to the jewelry I (sometimes) wear, down to the type of flower I am … Read More

Popinjay–Rejected

So I had a breakdown the other day, certain I was rejected by God himself. Yes. It was a pity party. So I took my coffee outside and cried but you couldn’t really tell because it was raining so hard it all just blended together. Terrible things ran through my mind, thoughts that shouldn’t be running around in there. Trying … Read More

Popinjay–Bizarre

This week’s Popinjay word is BIZARRE… ’nuff said? Next week’s prompt: REJECTED