I was going to call this edition of QH 15-03-17 Throw-up Tuesday but that just did not seem classy…
In NYC the day is celebrated by many underage and barely aged drinkers coming in from the suburbs and drinking all of the day and all of the night…
Not everyone goes that way, of course, just enough to keep the reputation alive.
Lots of green in town today…
Great Caesar’s ghost!
The Challenge is Wall.
Here is my 2nd Attempt
Here is my 1st
Today I thought that we might visit the walls of Blarney Castle in County Cork, Ireland. The gent below is getting into position for “the kiss”.
It is the Ides of March and in honor of that momentous occasion…
Other views of walls from around the blogosphere…
Weekly Challenge = Wall
Ailsa’s Travel Theme = Fantastic
My first wall = here
I know that at some previous point I used these images but some things are too obvious not to use. This may not be exactly the type of fantastic that Ailsa was thinking of but, I find this too be fantastical in its existence and appearance ass well as its disappearance and it is most definitely a wall, so, there you go.
Other fantastic “bricks in the wall”:
and lets conclude with one of the most fantastic wall songs ever recorded.
“Tell me I’m clever, Tell me I’m kind, Tell me I’m talented,Tell me I’m cute,
Tell me I’m sensitive, Graceful and wise,
Tell me I’m perfect -
But tell me the truth.”
The Travel Theme this week is graceful.
The Weekly Photo Challenge is orange.
“He looked like an Italian, was dressed like an Englishman, and had the independent air of an American–a combination which caused sundry pairs of feminine eyes to look approvingly after him, and sundry dandies in black velvet suits, with rose-colored neckties, buff gloves, and orange flowers in their buttonholes, to shrug their shoulders, and then envy him his inches.”
Louisa May Alcott
My first orange is here.
My second orange is over here.
Other graces and oranges are below.
The challenge this week is orange. Now, of course, back when life was not as crazy as it is now, orange stood for the second highest terrorist alert warning color. Ah, those were the days, eh?
“Those were the days my friend
We thought they’d never end
We’d sing and dance forever and a day
We’d live the life we choose
We’d fight and never lose”
My first orange go is here.
But today I thought I would go with something a bit more traditional…
Swiftly flow the days
Seedlings turn overnight to sunflowers
Blossoming even as we gaze”
Other views you might use: