September 1, 2025  The mouth is the interpreter of the heart. Estonian Proverb

My first upload for yesterday was “a is for...” I used a is for animal and I used Sweet Pea for my model. I think you can pretty much see that she does not like to have photo taken. 

The next photo upload was “ out of your comfort zone”. My sister has reached the time when she feel

better for stability with a walker and a cane. She would prefer not to and I hope not to need them either. 

The last upload for yesterday. The challenge was titled “a good habit”. The image indicates the “good habit” of sitting on the porch enjoying the end of summer and the song of the cicadas. 

Life today.  This is another one of those days when I have lost step with the clock. I had made myself a nice  “orderly” to do list. It started out pretty good. I got the bulletin done and out for review. After  that is where things began to bend and twist and to go haywire.

 Somehow I did seem to accomplish things on the to-do list, just not in the orderly fashion I  had planned. Some of the things on the list that need a more uninterrupted time frame did get  moved to the back burner. Some are advances I hope to make in my life so I am eager to tend  to them. That’s when a triage kind of control becomes a painful necessity.

The first upload for today is “a flower”. This is one of my portulaca (moss rose) plants in one of my window box/senior gardens. 

On the whole it is kind of amusing after all it is a day in the life God gave me so I am happy to still be  here. 

The next upload for today is “my choice”. It is another in my series of “still life” images. This one is my left over lunch findings. 

The word today is frame.  How little do they see what really is, who frame their hasty judgment upon  that which seems. Daniel Webster.  Each man should frame life so that at some future hour fact and his  dreaming meet. Victor Hugo.  Pleasure is a shadow, wealth is vanity, and power a pageant; but  knowledge is ecstatic in enjoyment, perennial in frame, unlimited in space and indefinite in duration.  DeWitt Clinton.  How little do they see what is, who frame their hasty judgments upon that which  seems. Robert Southey.  He ate and drank the precious Words, his Spirit grew robust; He knew no more  that he was poor, nor that his frame was Dust. Emily Dickinson.  All thoughts, all passions, all delights  Whatever stirs this mortal frame All are but ministers of Love And feed His sacred flame. Samuel  Taylor Coleridge.  There is nothing in the whole frame of man which seems to me so unaccountable as  that thing called conscience. Robert Burns.  If the tongue had not been framed for articulation, man  would still be a beast in the forest. Ralph Waldo Emerson.  Nature that framed us of four elements,  warring within our breasts for regiment, doth teach us all to have aspiring minds. Niccolo Machiavelli. My reason is not framed to bend or stoop: my knees are. Michel de Montaigne. The government of the  world I live in was not framed, like that of Britain, in after-dinner conversations over the wine. Henry  David Thoreau.  Every day a new picture is painted and framed, held up for half an hour, in such lights  as the Great Artist chooses, and then withdrawn, and the curtain falls. And then the sun goes down, and  long the afterglow gives light. Henry David Thoreau.   

The last photo challenge upload is “whoops”. I dropped an egg as I was beginning to make some pancakes. 

Article: This article is a story about two long time  holidays that affected both the US and other parts of the world. I though it good to refresh our knowledge of history. The article title is “ Labor Day and May Day emerged from the movement for a shorter workday in industrial America.”  Most Americans have celebrated Labor Day as a national holiday on the fist Monday in September since 1894. Most other major parts of the world celebrated a day called May Day as a day for  honoring workers’ political  and economic power, often with demonstrations by socialist or workers’ parties and tributes to national labor rights. In America it was the celebrations were less organized as in some other places. Here was “more about barbecues, beach days  and back-to-school sales”. May Day and Labor Day both “arose during the same period”, in the U.S. over 100  years ago.  At one point there was a demand from laborers for an eight hour day and five day a week. The labor movement grew. This is what prompted Labor Day and May Day in the 1880s. There was a long time struggle with the labor on many matters for several years. As time went by “on May 1, 1886, unions of skilled workers organized by their crafts or trades led a nationwide  general strike for the eight-hour day”. Other parties joined the strike. There were more than 100,000 workers that took part. There were European countries involved in these troubles.  After the Civil War “campaigns for an eight-hour workday arose in  cities across the country”. After many trials and demonstrations the eight hours a day time and salaries were agreed upon. In the 19th century “American workers’ labor came to be measured by how long they  worked and how much they were paid”. Still “far reaching struggle included efforts to limit the number of years people spent  earning a living” along with other disputes. Labor Day and May Day both acknowledge the lives of people involved in “labor” as a livelihood. But Labor Day in the US and Canada, are “observed in September, focusing on family and community with parades and festivals”. May Day (or International Workers' Day), is celebrated on May 1st. The celebrations on this day are” globally recognized and politicized in “other parts of the world, characterized by demonstrations and protests”. 

 I am having baked cod, deviled egg potato salad and corn on the cob for my “holiday dinner”

Joy

photo a day composites for August 2025