Carpe Diem #941 Heart The blue-eyed, blond haired boy stole my heart when he was just a kicking fetus. The love continued to grow as we watched him coo, then talk his special talk. Grandaddy, (Nandad) always let him play with the tool box. Screwdrivers were i-dikers. Caboose was bagoose. The Playskool Tyke Bike was and is nooden-nooden. When looking for someone, he would say their name in a sing song, quizzical fashion while shaking his head in a negative fashion. He now uses words he learned during his college and grad school years two decades ago. These words are not nearly as fun as those precious made up toddler words. thunderclap acts as a bossy stormhorn rainbrella time! © Janice 'petra domina' Adcock Thanks to Chèvrefeuille for daily prompts on CARPE DIEM HAIKU KAI
I read once that it was hard to hold a smile long enough for the camera to capture it. Early cameras required really long exposures! BTW one of the departments I worked in was named 'Camera'. We took pictures of the oversized circuit boards that were 4:1 or 2:1 ratio. We then reduced them down to the actual size required for building the boards.
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ReplyDeletevisual and verbal imprints upon time! YAM xx
Yes, janice xx
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ReplyDeleteJanice, some of your links lead back to Carpe Diem page not yours, Clay and Camera I think
Thanks for the comment and the heads up!
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ReplyDeleteJanice, some of your links lead back to Carpe Diem page not yours, Clay and Camera I think
With our camera we settle our history of life. Awesome haiku Janice.
ReplyDeleteYes, it really does. Those are actually my great, great grandparents, Lite T. and Molly Morris. They are why I am a 4th generation Texan.
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