Saturday, March 15, 2008

wordless weekend

i've been still feeling, of late, the lack of inspiration i talked about in my last post....

.... and had decided to do a Wordless Weekend post, with just one or two photos.
No words.




As soon as I resolved on this excellent plan, I began thinking not only about which photos to post, but also of Words to accompany them....


i imagined myself on Monday or Tuesday, in a consecutive post, writing in wry and witty tones, about how hard I had found it to resist adding words to my Wordless post....


... and then my mind began to fill with words




words about my weekend

about words
and about wordlessness

about weariness
and feeling worn-down, washed-out
weepy

about the wordiness of my week - wordiness at work, words hiding - or not revealing - hidden agendas

about wandering and walking
and wondering

weeding
(and weediness)

wine

about wild and wet (and wintry) weather
and wonderful waking wild wanton spring

wistfulness, wisteria

(and warmth! finally!!!!!!!!)


whither wordlessness?

winging its wishful wondering way around the world.





I would so love to also have something wise to say about weasels but.....



... anyone?

22 comments:

Akelamalu said...

What's up chuck? You sound as though you have the weight of the world on your shoulders.

Love the photographs btw. x

tut-tut said...

Perhaps your trip will dispel all of this . . . I'm trying to come up with something for weasel. Great post and wonderful pictures.

Lee's River/Zlatovyek said...

wishing you a wild wanton spring - and a lonnnnnng one. May it weasel its way to you just as the words flowed out of the wordless place (lovely pics.)
be well.

deb said...

A wistful, woebegone weasel? Waiting for the vernal equinox?

zquilts said...

These are incredible photos - and the modicum of words was a perfect accompaniment!

Absolute Vanilla (& Atyllah) said...

W-W-What?! :-) Ah yes, words.

Loved that first shot - utterly eerily beautiful.

Gledwood said...

Hey that winter trees (very Sylvia Plathian) is lovely jubbly excellent stuff!!
...winging its wishful wondering round the world...
... I like that...

many thanks for your messages at mine they're all much kindly appreciated

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Donna said...

What a wonderfully witty woman you are ;-)

Trac said...

Pop goes the weasel!

Steve said...

Awww. I was going to say "Witty!" But Donna got here before me. :(

Sally Crawford from London said...

Lettuce, may I recommend a cat or catts: warmest creatures under the sun.

Otherwise a rejoiceful writing group (I can recommend one) to whack away woes (sorry . . .). Or you could start one. Lessons given.

PS: I am grateful, honoured and blessed by your linking if that's the word :))

Lori Witzel said...

When weasels would wonder what wonders awaited, where would they wander?

Why, to Lettuce's blog o' course.

Thanks for the wordless/wordy smile.

mouse (aka kimy) said...

whither wordy whining weasels wander in withering winter we wonder?

wettuce is a wholly witty woman!

Gary said...

You are much too clever for me even when you want to be wordless. That top pic is so moody. I love it.

Shelly Lowenkopf said...

Words of wasdom.

Gledwood said...

I ditto my trees comment again: wow that shot really is quite something...

lettuce said...

a bit Weighed down lamalu - but Waiting for imminent holiday, Wednesday! :o)

thanks Tut tut, i'm sure it will.

lee, spring weaseling its way - an unexpected image, but i like it.

deb woebegone is such a good word!

thanks zq.

AbVan, it was an utterly eery morning.

yes gled - sylvia plathian! exactly! (and ta. was a perfect shot tho, just waiting to be snapped)

ah donna - wonderful woman yourself.

haha trac, of course! (but WHY?)

awww steve. s'ok, you can say it again if you like. ;op

sally, i have joined a wreading group...

what a wag you are, Ms. Witzel

well kimy, i don't know what weasels have got to whine about i'm sure. (unless its related to the popping...)

i don't know bout cleverness gary (clever schmever) (did i do that right?) but it was a perfect morn for moodiness.

was, shelly? would, will be...?

Dumdad said...

Wassup? Wait for the wintery weather to wend its weary way wherever...

Gledwood said...

polishing the kettle..?!? that is most surely an early sign of madness!

having said that I used to polish the taps: having heard that Madonna obsessively did the same; I thought that by copying her habits a bit of her success might rub off (like Jif, perhaps)... on me! hahaargh!! ;->...

Reya Mellicker said...

Words are so important to me - I thought my new blog would be all images with a sentence or two, but ... no! I can't resist words.

LOVE the fog pic!

And I would love all the "W" words except that's the nickname of that odious fellow who lives in the White House. It's a letter that's been tainted in my mind. After the election this November, I hope to let that go.

kate said...

I love your 'Wordless Wednesday' post - all those amazing 'W' words. I like Wisteria the best.

Enjoy your holiday - a holiday will bring many more words.

d. chedwick bryant said...

I await your weasel wisdom