Green view

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Cold, wet and windy, but still a bit green where the ivy is growing up trees in the garden. Really it needs cutting back. I don’t want it strangling them. There are bird feeders out there, but there seem to be less birds than normal. Perhaps they have enough food, we haven’t seen evidence of them being predated by cats thankfully. I want to get out there and cut back the buddliea bushes. They need pruning.

The pond is OK, it’s hidden below the cherry tree. It has only frozen a couple of times and only thinly this autumn / winter. We hope to have tadpoles in the spring.

Calling this finished

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Just did a few more adjustments. Painting on the texture of canvas is difficult when you try and brush paint on it. I half feel like I ought to paint a thick layer first so I could paint on a rough surface. But it’s not bad. I could see where I need to make changes, it’s sometimes difficult to force the paint into the nooks and crannies of the canvas. Phew.

Moon behind tree

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At least that’s what this is based on. The moon was setting behind the hill above our kitchen window. I could not see it as I’m too short. My hubby got me a stool to stand on so I could see the moon and the tree. I took a fuzzy photo, the quality of it was poor even though I tried to zoom in on the subject, the branches of the tree have a white glow around them but you can’t see the face of the moon.

So, a bit disappointed, but then I decided to play with the image. I ended up with this mozaic of images, including the wall and roof of the neighbours house…..

Purring cats

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Purring puss

He loves his new basket

Curled up warm and snug!

But jealousy arrives with his sister

Who loves it too.

Squabbles ensue, much chasing,

up and down stairs,

behind the curtains…

Scooting backwards and forwards,

In and out the basket,

one after the other.

Till finally,

they both ignore it,

staying in seperate places.

Eyeing up the basket,

at an impasse….

Neither willing to trespass.

Wish I’d bought two.

Colour and pattern

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Slinging a pattern on here today because my brain is a bit fried with this cold and I was looking through some old digital sketches and I liked the colours in this.

I don’t know why, but spirals are the main shape that make me happy. Those and waves like those on the Japanese prints of the sea near Mount Fuji.

Spirals are amazing, found in galaxies and whirlpools, tornados and hurricanes. Waters spouts, spiralling growth of climbing plants. Water spiralling down a plug hole… Even the double helix of DNA.

Patterns are interesting, makes life interesting too.

Stop the world, I want to get off?

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Memories play tricks, but I’m sure there were moments in my life when I was happier, or fitter, or could remember more facts. Or even remember the name of the hole in the top of a car that let’s sunlight in…. Roof window? Sky light? OK I know, it’s sun roof….

Some years ago I think I was content. Can’t remember the exact date, but we went on holiday a couple of times and I was fit enough to go cycling…. But the world turns, and I keep getting older. The things you get used to change, not necessarily in the way you want.

I don’t suppose anything can stay perfect, or you can stay content forever, it would just be nice for it to stay that way for a bit longer.

Four

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Four faces, four seasons, four points of the compass. Why four. Why is a four leaf clover lucky? Four wheels on a car, for stability? Four suits in cards…. Four quarters, but that’s just quarters. The four winds.

But then I can’t think of many other fours. And why four anyway? We have ten fingers and ten toes, and for that matter the British culture used to have twelve as its main number, twelve inches in a foot, twelve pennies in a shilling. But then there are all sorts of other numbers, 1 for winning, coming first, two’s company. Threes a crowd, bronze medal, third place. Who wants to come fourth? Seven and eight are supposed to be lucky numbers. Thirteen may be unlucky?

However you look at numbers all of them will be imbued with some story or other. That’s what humans do. Tell stories….

Middle word poem

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Sometimes I just try to write random poems using the middle word of the suggested words on my screen… It can be interesting, or just plain weird. Here goes…..

X and I will try and get it done for you,

tomorrow morning,

and the rest of the week

after the rest of the week,

after the rest of the….

I need to get my head round,

the back of the building,

and get the detail and shading correct

on the way to the airport

to get the computer set up.

So I can take over the role

of the rest of the team,

at the end of the week

after the rest of the week,

after the rest of the week……

I need to get my Xperia by Sony today

and tomorrow from 10 till 4.

Tomorrow morning,

and the rest of the week

after the rest of the week…..

I will try and get it done

for the Brampton tomorrow morning

and the rest of the week

after the rest of the week…..

(the rest of the week seems quite important in this one)