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A brief-yet-ongoing journal of all things Carmi. You'll laugh, you'll cry, you'll reach for your mouse to click back to Google. But you'll be intrigued. And you'll feel compelled to return following your next bowl of oatmeal. With brown sugar. And milk.
Crack - that is obvious, it is the first thing you think of as you look at the photo.
Fingers - the crack makes me think of fingers reaching out, trying to find a way out, to grasp something, anything that will save them from the inevitable.
Support - on closer inspection of the crack, even if it succeeds in its quest to break, it will find support where it least expects it, from itself.
This is not normal for me, to think like this. This photo has given me insight into the strength of humans. We all feel the three words above, we feel ourselves crack, we reach out for something that will save us, but in the end, we find the strength from within ourselves to save ourselves.
I'm visiting you from Michele's. I am glad your name was above mine, I may never have found you otherwise.
What, in 3 words, does it remind me of?
My cracked windshield!
Thanks for stopping by my blog earlier!
The words "worn by time" comes to mind when I look at your picture. Here from Michele's.
Can't stop at three words, Carmi! When I first saw it, I thought it was the bare branch of a tree against a stormy sky. Then I read your words and realized it was a crack in a rock. Whatever made it crack must have been very, very strong.
My first thought was "lightning".
My second was a tree branch.
And third was tectonic plate movement.
I'm cracking up!
I try to view myself as a steady rock, strong and able to hold up to my full load. But life can get pretty heavy at times and as it bares down on me sometimes that is how I feel. I'm cracking up!
I looked at it and thought of several very different words with the provision that this is an expanse of rock and we are looking from high in the sky.
Earthquake - the ground shakes, the rocks break and a bottomless crack in the earth's crust opens.... this plays upon my fear and why I could never live in California.... give me a tornado any day.
In a more imaginative vein.... Robert Frost... OK... that is two words or rather his poem "The Road Not Taken"....I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I -
I took the one less travelled by,
and that has made all the difference.
The third word would be "vein". Two types actually. The first references those lovely rust red lines of sediment in the rock, the minerals and crystals formed within. The second are veins as in veins of blood.... Michaelangelo's "David" carved so perfectly in marble, the branching veins standing out in relief on his arms and hands.
Love conquers all
even the strongest rock can be opened with the power of it
here on my own (not via Michele) :)
Age (ya feel a little cracked the older your get)
Dry (like watching the grass free patch in the yard craxckunder the heat of the sun)
Trap (I fear the front wheel of my bike could get caught in something like this...)
hmmm, age, because it's weathered.
Beauty, because I love the texture in it. And explore, cause I want to lay down and press my eyeball to the crack to see what's down there..lol
Fossilized tree branch.
A lovely photo, Carmi - thanks for sharing!
You would have to limit me in my words. :)
It's really a picture that can speak to you in so many different ways.
A broken spirit?
A cracked armor?
Maybe that's digging too deep?
Tree. Wind. Fall.
It looks like a tree to me. :)
Michele says hello!
"Negative tree branch"
"In like Flint"
Ancient ~ Ravaged ~ Entropy
A bit like me :)
Hi..you got skipped because of weirdness! My words as first thought would be...a little earthquake...but I know in my brain that wouldn't happen at Deerhurst!!
That place is a beautiful spot.
I'm more the down home canoeing in a small lake person. (Mind you, I'd go if someone offered!)
great lakes canoing
for all the lovely Canadian shield cracking from ice freeze thaw.
Michele sent me back so I'm going deep, way back in your posts and my memory. It seemed only fitting. :)
Help me, Superman!
Superman (the scene with the Earthquake)
Beautiful picture of an astounding thing...If you looked quickly, you might think it was the shadow of a tree in winter, you know?
Aged, escape, broken.
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