My friend LeAna dubbed this little jump of mine “The Robin” and I loved it when she’d send pictures of herself (or her son) duplicating the move while living in Europe. Come to think of it, living abroad must bring that out; I only do TheRobin when I’m especially happy, which is what I was when we visited Paris and Heidelberg.
I’m also that kind of happy when we get a rare, Southern snow–
Back in the blogging dark ages, I had this fun circle of friends, some of whom aren’t blogging anymore (Susan), some who blog when they good and daggum well feel like it (Karmyn, Pamela and Kathy), one profane, sweet, curmudgeonly Australian (Peter), one who actually visited me…
and Ree. She blazed blogging trails like there was no tomorrow. Then, again, she is a Pioneer Woman and that’s what they do. Blaze trails.
Back then, PW hosted “Give That Photo a Name” contests, but eventually they grew so big, she had to move on. Or maybe it was because she was having more fun cooking on television or writing lots of books or homeschooling or renovating a building in their hometown. It’s hard to say which, exactly, but this we know: girlfriend is busy.
I entered every GTPaN I saw but the closest I ever got to winning was an honorable mention–how could anyone compete with a sarcophagus? I didn’t even know what that was until the contest.
Anyways……….
My son captured the image above when we ventured outside to play in the snow, a rarity in these parts. My husband doesn’t quite understand me, why I have such fizzy affection for snow, but I do…I’m the one who’s waking up every 15 minutes ALL NIGHT LONG to see if it’s here yet, the one who’s blue for days when the forecast is nothing but an empty tease.
On the surface, seemingly unrelated, I know my friend Tsh has a new book coming out next week: Notes from a Blue Bike: The Art of Living Intentionally in a Chaotic World
I haven’t read Notes From a Blue Bike yet but every indication is it’s going to speak straight to who I am in some respects, and who I’d like to be in others. It’s about slowing down, becoming better intentioned, not allowing our lives to be the boss of us. Watch her trailer and you’ll see a glimpse of what I mean.
AND…in addition to sending a book to me, Tsh’s publisher, Thomas Nelson, is allowing me to give away a few books. In the spirit of blogging days gone by, I decided my picture needs a FUN caption or comment. I’ll reward three books to those who enter by way of in instagram, Facebook or comments to this post.
I’m convinced we need the message of Notes From a Blue Book, and if you’d like to win a copy, PLEASE leave a fun caption (or six) anywhere you please. If you aren’t already subscribed to my blog, now is the perfect time to do so; and if you haven’t already, follow me on Instagram and Facebook.
I’ll choose my favorite captions and post the winners’ names here on next Wednesday; feel free to enter as often as a creative whim hits you. FYI, I’m partial to poetry; even a simple haiku might land you a book if it strikes my fancy.
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What a creative idea for your giveaway!
I’m jumping for joy
Because the postman brought me
Notes From a Blue Bike!
Tina 🙂 ~ Thank you for kicking this off on the blog (comments are MANY on instagram and Facebook). Your haiku is a perfect example of poetic truth. Well done.
Robin leaps into
Air on a blanket of snow
And I leap with her.
Boom.
First haiku in 38 years.
Lori!! BOOYAH! Now that you’ve started, keep it up as a (daily/often/sometimes) practice. Sometimes I’ll write one to prime my creative pump; does that make sense?
If the feeling hits you, feel free to haiku (or comment) again. I’m loving the responses to this thing!
🙂
She hops in the treetops all day long,
Hoppin’ and a boppin’ and singing her song!
All the little birdies in Robin World’s shop,
Love to see our Robin go hop, hop, hop!
(with apologies to Michael Jackson)
Look what the wind BLUE in!
Um poetry isn’t really my thang, but humor is. So I will caption this, “The only way this picture was taken in Michigan after our 72 inches of snow with 15 more inches predicted next week is if Robin had polished off a few bottles of wine all by herself. In which case the follow up picture would have been her landing on her arse.”
A vision in blue
Jumps so high and happily
Lands like an angel.
A flying blue bird
No! Smiling Robin
Jumping snowy joy.
O! What would I give
If in snow I did live.
To smell it –
To hear
it
fall.
G. O. D. Goooooooooo GOD!!
Who said a blue bird can’t fly?
A flying blue bird
No! Smiling, pensieve Robin
Jumping snowy joy.
Can’t say why, but I’m so happy I can fly!
Robin’s nest jumping for snowy joy
at the thought of Notes From a Blue Bike coming out.
Jumping happy Blue bird smiling all the while!
Robin–I am not a big fan of snow myself. If I get a day off work on account of it–fine, but otherwise it can be miserable!
I know why
She doesn’t cry
I know why
The air above
The air below
And then there’s snow
She’s lifted high
I know why
Her sin took flight
There’s no more night
Just snow and light
And all is right….
Scarlet threads becoming white!
Robin. Such a great giveaway idea!
I am also doing the Blue Bike Blog Tour … fun.
Best to you!
Kelley
http://www.kelleyjleigh.com/2014/02/05/slow-living-exchanging-busy-for-intimacy/
“Tossed from a blue bike!”
“Give me a “Y”!!!
“The bear was this BIG!!!!”
“Way to go Seahawks!”
“Mom Wins The Internet!”
“Dancing On Air!”
Fancy Free and Living Love!
Only G O D !,
ALL G L O R Y !!
I’ve a part in HIS STORY!
Snow angel
Oh boy!
Blue Angel,
God’s joy!