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Hi, Monty Vern here. I’m a work-in-progress personal blogger, author/ illustrator, and fallible human being. This is the new home for Monty’s Blahg. A place for musings both written and drawn.
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Be well, Monty - Wound Up
Wound Up Amorphous thoughts twirling and whirling; rushing through widening gaps in my failing damn mind! Splashing forcefully against blade; Spinning my wheels and gears faster and faster til my brain releases from it’s stem and drops to the ground with a crushing force; splitting open; releasing sticky-sweet juices; enticing busy bees to sip uponContinue reading “Wound Up” - Playful
Be well, Monty - Dragon in Flight
Be well, Monty - All of Me
All of Me The beauty in God, as I am coming to understand Him, is that He is all knowing. That I don’t need to conceal my sins. I don’t need to hide. His light shines on me – the best and worst of me. All of me. Without secrets, there is no need forContinue reading “All of Me” - Morning Concert
It’s drizzling around me. I first noticed the patter upon the umbrella above. A little too heavy to be the mosquitos dancing. A little too random to be the ants marching. It’s raining now. A polka-dot percussion accompanying the birdsong. Not quite in concert. A dress rehearsal. The musical of moisture is over now. OrContinue reading “Morning Concert” - The Day After Yesterday
The Day After Yesterday The morning is cool. The air is a fresh floral green.The light is bright beyond the shade tree’s shadow. My mind is knotted.My thoughts a dark murky grey.My outlook is cloudy despite my morning coffee’s encouragement. I forgot to take my meds yesterday. I realized this in the middle of theContinue reading “The Day After Yesterday” - Another Floral Pattern
Be well, Monty - Weave Too
Be well, Monty - Weave
Be well, Monty - Painted Flowers
Painted Flowers I bought these flowers for my wife yesterday. An early nod to Mother’s Day. Since we are having guests over at the house today, I thought she would appreciate having the flowers earlier to display. They looked amazing online. They looked even more amazing when they arrived. Then I noticed the blue onContinue reading “Painted Flowers” - On Exhibit
Be well, Monty - A Little More Than a Drizzle
The birds are insistent today. I don’t speak their language, but I get their point. It’s a brand new day and the wonder of that is enough to get excited about. The sky is falling in droplets. A little more than a drizzle. Not quite a glaze. Sweet none-the-less. There is a chill in theContinue reading “A Little More Than a Drizzle” - The HumanThe Human I saw the figure as I turned the corner —Cold, calloused, and oddly angled; Creepy. Nightmarish. A Human. It smelt something awful. Must be all that dank gas emitting from their porous skin.I’m told they can’t even see their stink, the odor is beyond the their optical range. Perhaps a result of evolutionContinue reading “The Human”
- Strangers
Be well, Monty - Another Garden Dawdler
It’s time for Rory’s Garden Dawdler again — nine questions posed once a week for our answering pleasure. Back in my garden and impressed with myself on capturing the light through the petals in this image against the bright blue sky. THE GARDEN DAWDLER — Q&A You have awaken to a new day after aContinue reading “Another Garden Dawdler” - Figures
Be well, Monty - Willing and Able
Willing and AbleHe is willing, am I?Am I willing to let go, let God?To plant my seeds of doubtAnd trust faith will flourish? He is able, Am I?Am I able to pray boldly?To ask for belief in the unbelievableAnd allow for a miracle? Yes! Yes! Yes! Be well, Monty - An Exercise III
Be well, Monty - An Exercise II
Be well, Monty - Under the Pi Pa Tree
I’m sitting under the pi pa tree observing hundreds of yet to ripen fruits. I wonder what pi pa jam tastes like? It was just this season that I learned what this fruit tree was called. Pi pa or “loquat”. I’m guessing it’s in the kumquat family, but to be sure it would require moreContinue reading “Under the Pi Pa Tree” - An Exercise
Be well, Monty - Morning Ride
Morning Ride Her arms wrapped around me,Wanting more, I sped up;She held on tighter;I smiled into the rushing wind,Wishing I could go faster. Mrs. Monty and I decided to try the neighborhood restaurant that only recently started to serve brunch. We’d heard positive reviews. The selection was very limited and the meals were average atContinue reading “Morning Ride” - An Old Sketch
An Old Sketch What’s this?A tree yet to be.Or, If roasted,A fragrant snack. Be well, Monty - This Morning
This Morning Dancing greensDroplets of pinksSet against a canvasOf subtle blue shades Be well, Monty
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