Inside the Mind of Isadora


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CCC – Changing Marina

Sialing, Sailing, over the bounding main ….©James Frederick Swift 

CCC#199 2022©Crspina Kemp

As soon as we approached the marina at St. Thomas, I could see his face turning red.

“Do you see this, Laura Lee?” 

“Yes, I do, Max.”

“Things are changing. I used to love this little marina. Now, it’s always under construction and overcrowded with boats in every little space. It won’t be long before we don’t have a dock for our sailboat. I can recall when we’d be the eye candy for all who loved a beautiful sailboat. Now, we can barely navigate around these obstacles.”

“Max, lookout. There’s a cruise ship coming; starboard side.”

Crunch

Help!

Man overboard. 

2022©Isadora De La Vega

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Crispina Kemp

Crimson Creative Challenge – #199

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CCC – Elsie the Cow

What do you get from a pampered cow? Spoiled milk..lol

CCC#196 2022©Crspina Kemp

Elsie had been a good cow.

Pa said she had produced more milk than any of his other cows.

It was a sad day when he had to sell her. The farm payments were due.

She was a gentle cow.

I cannot read since she’s gone. She always laid under a perfect shady tree out in the field. She was the ideal pillow for leaning on.

I know Pa was disappointed with what he had to do. He said a milk corporation heard about her large milk production. Now, she’s on a milk label called Elsie the Cow.

Poor Pa

2022©Isadora De La Vega

Borden’s added the image and name for Elsie the Cow click here for more info.

Genre: Flash Fiction

Word Count: 100

Photo Prompt: Crispina Kemp

Crimson Creative Challenge#196

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CCC – His Time Ran Out

CCC#194 2022©Crspina Kemp

We docked 8:30 a.m.

I was tired from dancing the night before we arrived at Aruba.

 After a quick shower, we went for breakfast and the nectar of the gods; coffee.

The ship would dock for 6 hours. We didn’t know how long it would take to get around the island. We needed to find the National History Museum of Aruba. 

It was a small island but very busy. Cars darted by as we walked the four city streets to the museum.

It was hot and windy. The balmy breezes cooled the heat tremendously. Willie had talked about the trade wind currents of the island.

At last, we arrived. It was a small museum dedicated to the people’s history and the slaves who were imprisoned on the island.

Willie arrived in Aruba when he was commissioned to do a mural for the summer home of one of his art collectors. In the six months it took him to complete the outdoor patio wall, he grew to love the island. He purchased a home, and so began his Aruban lifestyle. 

Being from New York, he wasn’t sure if he’d feel a part of the island. Slowly he began to feel comfortable with the islanders and island life. He felt part of his community. 

A gallery owner had an exhibition for him within a few months of residing on the island. 

Restaurant owners noticed his artwork at the exhibit. A few asked if he would barter for meals. Banks, libraries, and town buildings donned his artwork on their walls. He received a commission to do the illustrations for the Aruban History book. Life was good.

After a few years, when his health began to falter, he flew to the states to get checked at the veteran’s hospital. He had been an illustrator during the Vietnam war. He drew battle images while in the fields. He told stories of the frightening danger around him and how his lungs burned from the chemicals of agent orange spraying. 

He never returned to his beloved Aruba. He died barely six months after returning to the states. His time had run out. 

2022©Isadora De La Vega

Genre: Memoir

Word Count: 357

Photo Prompt: Crispina Kemp

Crimson Creative Challenge#194

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*****William De La Vega was my husbands 1st cousin. His entire childhood was spent drawing, painting and sketching a variety of artwork. He traveled the United States and Europe, painting his way through life. He never married or had children. He never settled down until he arrived in Aruba. Art was his life … sadly, he ran out of time at age 38 in 1977.


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CCC – Luscious Verdant Flower

Lushious Verdant Flower 2022©Isadora DeLaVega

Memories of our childhood
are like images on a canvas,
they merge until they lose their shape,
often remaining only as feelings
.
2022©Isadora Delavega

Crimson Creative Challenge#192

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Sunday Song – Malaguena Salerosa

Love is like the wonders of a unique rose in the garden of peace.

Flower 485 Rose 5.web

Beauty is not in the face; Beauty is a light in the heart. Khalil Gibran

Placido Domingo sings this romantic song about the beauty of a woman he desires,

but feels unworthy of her. The words are in Spanish and English.

Enjoy … Isadora 😎


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CCC – Her Sunflower Smile

Crimson Creative Challenge #191

Talia was stunned when she saw how well the sunflowers had grown.
It had been a few weeks since she visited the house her grandmother had left her when she died.

Trying to fix the house and move in was too painful right now. She kept telling her mother, “One day, Mom, one day.”

As a little child, she watched her grandmother, Mariana, cook traditional Italian meals while recounting tales of her journey to this new land she would be calling home.

She told Talia, “We traveled by boat for weeks on a crowded ship.
Many hungry immigrants had few belongings. The small number of sunflower seeds she brought to eat was almost gone by the time they arrived.

Mariana was bewildered by the new language, new customs, and their style of clothing.

She planted the leftover sunflower seeds from her journey to remember the home she had left behind.

They grew tall and massive compared to the ones in Italy.

Talia never forgot her grandmother’s love of sunflowers.

She remembered her smile was as big as a sunflower.

Talia planted sunflowers at her grave.

2022©Isadora Delavega

Crimson Creative Challenge – #191

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Crimson Creative Challenge – Spring Garden

Flowers are a proud assertion that a ray of beauty

outweighs all the utilities of the world©Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

Srping Garden   2022©Isadora DeLaVega  

Every season spills its

wonder upon the earth©Flavia

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Crimson Creative Challenge – #185

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Music – Havana Nights

Music touches us all in different ways …

Photograph: Passions Flame       

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It can heal hearts,

calm our fears

or, create memories when heard.

2022©Isadora DeLaVega

 Havana – Jesse Cooks 

Passions Flame      2022©Isadora DeLaVega

Flower Red Crimson frame 1.web

*****posted this one a while ago … enjoy


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Grateful

Sapphire Wings       2021©Isadora De La Vega

When the sun shines
and brings it’s warmth
When your petals glisten
after a gentle rain
When your blossoms
flourish before me
I will be grateful
for your colorful light.
2021©IsadoraDeLaVega

Namaste

I honor the place in you

in which the entire universe dwells.

I honor the place in you

which is of Love, and of Truth,

of Light and of Peace.

When you are in that place in you

and I am in that place in me.

We are One.

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