Update» It's voting time for week 5. Here are a few other Blogger Idol entries I liked this week, in no particular order:
     Grandma's changing painting
     A civil war breaks out
     Customer service

Blogger Idol is simple. Each week, a theme is given. Those interested then create a blog entry with that theme. No holds barred.

Week 1: The 80's
Week 2: Freedom
Week 3: A Day in the Life of...
Week 4: Oops
Week 5: Picture This

The theme for this week is:

Picture This

The office was a strange mix of modern furniture and antique reproduction art. It had been designed with care, though, and the overall effect was a relaxing and comfortable waiting room.

Looking up from his work, the receptionist said, "I'm really sorry for the wait Mr. and Mrs. Drummond. We're ready for you now. Do you have your forms and the photograph you'll be using?"

"Yes, we have everything here," said Jen as she and her husband Phil walked up to the counter. The receptionist took the folder and quickly examined the forms. He made noises of approval as he typed some of the details into his terminal. He took the photograph and placed it into a scanner.

"This looks excellent," said the receptionist as he examined the scanned image. "I'll start the archive search in a few minutes. Please understand that the search can sometimes take several hours. However, your photograph shows a large section of shoreline and the lighthouse is an excellent identifying feature. I expect we'll have a match when you're done getting into costume."

It was Jen's favourite photo. It was a picture of a young lady walking towards the surf on an empty beach. She was dragging a large towel and pointing as if to say, "is this a good spot?" The beach ended to her left as it turned into a jagged peninsula. Far into the distance, a red and white lighthouse stolidly warned passing boats clear of the rocky outcropping.

A light above a door next to the receptionist's desk changed from red to green. "You can both proceed to the fitting rooms now. Once you're dressed, you may then proceed through to the studio."

Jen and Phillip changed into antique costumes and walked through to the studio. One side was filled with photography equipment, the other side was a slightly raised stage in front of a white wall. There were some chairs near the door they'd just come through. Phil and Jen were just about to sit down when a well dressed lady entered the room.

"Mr. and Mrs. Drummond, I presume?" she said. "I'm your photographer, Dianne. Your archive search is already complete, so we're ready to go. I think that's a speed record. You obviously had an excellent source photograph."

Dianne checked their costumes and made a few minor adjustments. She then led them onto the stage and placed them in a casual pose.

"Ok. That looks fine. Are you both ready?"

Phil looked at his wife and smiled. "Happy anniversary, Sweetheart."

"It certainly is, Phil! A very happy anniversary!", said Jen.

They exchanged a quick kiss, and linked arms. "We're ready." they said, together.

There was a shockingly bright flash of light. A wave of mild vertigo washed over Phil and he felt his ears pop. His wife staggered a bit then regained her balance. They both blinked to clear their vision and looked around.

A few paces in front of them stood a young man. He had a Brownie box camera in his hands, and he appeared to be winding on the film. In front of him walked a young lady dragging a large beach towel.

"Is this a good spot?" she called back to the young man.

Phil gave Jen a squeeze, kissed her on the forehead, and whispered, "We have three and a half hours, Sweety."

With that, Jen and Phil walked down the beach towards the couple. Jen had forgotten everything she had planned to say. After all, how often do you introduce yourself to your great-great-great-grandparents?