I am not a quitter.
I am not a quitter.
Neither are they—my fellow blogmates in this heinous challenge.
Check 'em out.
Yo.
Mike WJ, Ziva, 00dozo, Bryan, Elizabeth A., John Nonamedufus, Katherine, Kristen, LaughingMom, Malisa, Mariann, Meleah, Mo, Nicky & Mike, Nora, and Tanya.
Tomorrow's prompt is: Lines. Two days of normalcy. I may faint.
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This prompt screamed for birds.
In my mind's eye, I saw a pair of cardinals perched together while a lone male robin rested on a nearby branch.
It was a beautiful picture capturing the essence of the outlier in nature.
Apparently no one thought to tell the damn birds about this challenge.
With all their courting and nest building, not a one bothered to stop.
This left me no choice but to go with a synonym: nonconformist.
When I saw this, I knew I had to have it.
To make a point, I flipped it.
Just.
Like.
That.
Happy Canadian Birthday Nonamedufus! Celebrate like it's 1952!
Definitely works for me!
ReplyDeleteEven without the birds' cooperation.
;)
I'm speechless! I am surprised. Thanks Cheryl for the nice wishes and great image. I guess I'm the outlier here.
ReplyDeleteHah, only two more days now, you can do it! And in lieu of birds, this is absolutely perfect. Great job!
ReplyDeleteI LOVE that Cheryl! Absolutely perfect. And not birds. Which is a good thing. Because they peck your eyes out. That's what they do, you know. They peck your eyes out.
ReplyDeleteIs that an outhouse with a window? That definitely goes against the norm. :)
ReplyDeleteExcellent interpretation and I love the spin you put on this. (See what I did there? :) )
ReplyDeleteyou make me smile. :)
ReplyDeleteAt first I thought that was the biggest outhouse I had ever seen.
ReplyDeleteNeato.
Even if I am a conformist. And not. Hmmm... I need another cup of tea.
Yes and you did it with such panache and far more dignity than I deserved.
ReplyDeleteAwesome shot and idea!
ReplyDeleteI'm a tad disappointed in the lack of birds, you could have photoshopped us a bird outlier, at least. Now, who lives a 1154 reject conformity lane? And who puts an address on their shed? And why is their door so skinny? And the questions...oh, the questions...
You certainly are a non-conformist. Great photo and take on the theme. I love it! (I had to ponder a bit (I am blonde) before I understood it. Ha!)
ReplyDelete;-)
how did you get a picture of my house? ha...i might need to paint soon...
ReplyDeletehappy saturday cheryl!
Dang birds!
ReplyDeleteAw, man. You're welcome. You are definitely outside the norm, which in my opinion, is always a good thing.
ReplyDeleteThanks Ziva. I think you'd have like what was in my mind's eye. It was really quite stunning.
ReplyDeleteYes they do, but I love them. They are the most fabulous creatures that fly, walk, and hop on the earth.
ReplyDeleteIt's a shed without windows. Does that count?
ReplyDeleteI have no idea what you were trying to tell me. Oh wait, let me take off my tinfoil beanie. It really gets in the way of my telepathic powers.
ReplyDeletePhotoShop is way beyond by technical abilities (actually, I don't play well with icon driven applications ~ give me words dammit, not shapes that are indecipherable). A tall thin gnome lives there. Y'know the ones that are realted to those carved Santas? They're not elves but they're definitely part of the tall, skinny Santa clan.
ReplyDeleteI'm about as non as the come, blondie. Glad you finally figured it out. ;-)
ReplyDeleteI'm in cahoots with the drones they've recently let loose over our fair skies.
ReplyDeleteThen my work here is done.
ReplyDeleteI love the fact that you flipped it! I suspect you're a non conformist right down to your Doc Martens :)
ReplyDeleteI just broke my neck trying to read the words. I probably should have just rotated the laptop.
ReplyDeleteI'm so glad that the birds did not cooperate because I'm loving this photo! Love the chippy paint and the spray painted words. I may have to ask your permission to use this photo at some point. It's just calling my name!
ReplyDeletemost excellent!!
ReplyDeleteBut, I *still* have NO IDEA what that freakin word means!
Does he make tall, thin cookies? If so, he's okay with me.
ReplyDeleteI've told you and told you: You can't rely on birds.
ReplyDeleteThis is great, Cheryl. And I wholeheartedly appreciate the sentiment.
Until they peck your eyes out.
ReplyDeleteHells yeah. Dude gives 'em away too. That's why he's so skinny.
ReplyDeleteYes, until that.
ReplyDeleteHa! Doc Martens were way to hip for me. My hiking boots do just fine. ;-)
ReplyDeleteDear gawd, Mo! Rotate! Rotate! Rotate! We can't loose another blogger to injury.
ReplyDeleteI'd be more than happy to lend it to you. Just shoot me an email.
ReplyDeletePoor dear Meleah. The dictionary I used made it so much easier than yours did.1) Something that lies outside the main body or group that it is a part of, as a cow far from the rest of the herd, or a distant island belonging to a cluster of islands.2) Someone who stands apart from others of his or her group, as by differing actions, beliefs, religious practices, etc.Synonyms: outsider, nonconformist, maverick; original, eccentric, bohemian; dissident, dissenter, iconoclast, heretic.
ReplyDeleteNo, you did NOT tell me I can't rely on birds. You told me birds would peck your eyes out. They wouldn't dare peck out mine. They know I'll shoot them.
ReplyDelete(Glad you like my non-bird outlier. I really did like this prompt. So many possibilities for people not obsessed with birds.)
Ha - I love this!
ReplyDeleteYou rule, Cheryl - hope all is well...
XOXO
Anna
Ha! Great post and I love your flipped view...
ReplyDeleteGoggles?! My God, that's brilliant, Cheryl! Why didn't you mention this much earlier?
ReplyDeleteThank goodness none of us is obsessed with birds, which peck your eyes out. That's what birds do. They peck your eyes out.
ReplyDeleteUnless you've had the foresight to wear protective goggles, of course.
Thanks Nick.
ReplyDeleteThanks Anna. I do what I can to rock my little corner of the world. Flipping buildings is just one of my many talents.
ReplyDeleteI was so hopeful you'd figure it out on your own. Slinging advice doesn't come as naturally as bird-watching.
ReplyDeleteUm.... Okay.
ReplyDeleteBut I'm still confused. And I'm okay with not ever fully understanding that word!
Tell me about it. Getting animals to cooperate for photos is a headache. I had lots of great ideas that never got photographed. Most of what you got was my plan B, C and Z!
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