Baby at the Beach
by Bear_Music

Comment:

Originally posted by Jutilda: You know what this looks like? A still from a movie wearing those 3-D glasses!!!!!

Hah! Oddly enough, I was just at the market and they were giving away those glasses for a Super Bowl special....

R.

Glass-Bottom Boat
by JuliBoc

Comment:
I had some that are the same general idea, though my shells are bigger and my image is a lot less sharp. But, honey, shells ain't sand, now, are they? Not even pieces of shells, nor little itty bitty stones for that matter. The one I did enter is getting 4.5-hammered, sigh. You?

le verre à pied rouge
by Jutilda

Comment:
Hah, you know you want it!

Weathered
by luvmyaussie

Comment:
You're gonna love that Composer, I can tell...

9 of 31
by Ecce_Signum

Comment:
To quote the Belgian National Airline: "Such A Blurry Example! Never Again!"

Get it? Didya? Huh! (I couldn't help myself, this was one of my dad's favorite word games...

xo, R

Chained Cellophane
by pawdrix

Comment:
Heck, I'd take it in a city minute! I've always wanted one of those. And NYC is full of people weirder than I... I love this shot, actually, it's so... so... *human*!

Dune
by Ecce_Signum

Comment:
It beckons, doesn't it? I'm almost getting a deceptively sinister vibe, sort of a Children-of-the-Corn-on-Seaside-Holiday thing....

At the Supermarket
by Bear_Music

Comment:

Originally posted by ubique: "this means something ... this is important"

I appreciate the effort, but an audio wave file doesn't do a deaf man much good...

Singapore's 2009 Countdown - Full Bloom
by andrewt

Comment:
Can't get much closer to perfection than this. My top pick. SO close to the elusive 8+ score... Congrats.

Good fences make good neighbors
by Yo_Spiff

Comment:
The Frost quote comes from (as you noted) "Mending Wall", which begins: "Something there is that doesn't love a wall, that sends the frozen ground-swell under it..." and is concerned, in its entirety, with the fieldstone pasture walls of the harsh Northeast. Every winter the cycle of freeze/thaw/freeze/thaw thrusts the ground up and down, breaking down the stone walls and also bringing to the surface in the fields yet more stones that must be added to them. This is why the NE "fields" are so small and so many, actually; the largest practical size for a field was how far a man could walk carrying a fieldstone, because every spring as long as he was working the land he'd have to take these stones and move them onto his walls.

In the poem the narrator and his neighbor stand, each on their own side of the wall, and, working together, replace the broken sections and increase the wall as they move along. That's the "good neighbors" aspect of the poem; that our fences/walls bring us together as much as they keep us apart :-)

Maybe info you already had, or info you don't care to know, but there it is :-)