Finding butterflies 🦋

Sometimes I see something and I know it could be morphed into something else. Here I took a picture of railway lines and turned it into a pattern for a butterfly.

It also appears to me like a horses head tipped down and facing right. I might have a go at morphing it into that image.

Patterns spark my interest. As a child I woukd make faces and animals by looking closely at patterned wallpaper  or see dragons or Pegasus in the clouds.

I’m glad  a dreamer. I would encourage anyone to look at the shapes around them. Pattern is embedded in the Universe. You only have to look at the spiral shell of a snail to imagine galaxies or whirlpools.

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Hiding under the tree

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Hiding under the tree, determined to shake the baubles free. Trying to use the plastic wrapped metal trunk as a scratching post.

Every so often she sneaks underneath, now the presents have gone, then stands up on her back legs – her front paws in the air, battling a glinting decoration, rattling the tinsel. A couple of times the tree has rocked and shaken like a fir in a tornado, almost, but not quite, uprooted from its three pronged stand.

Then out she shoots, scampers after a toy, a feather, a ball. The tree is forgotten till next time – then used as a hiding place, scratching post, and climbing frame in turn when she feels like it.

Twelth night will see the tree demolished and returned to its cardboard box home. What will cat do then?

Spoonerism

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Definition from Wikipedia :

“Spoonerism

spoonerism is an error in speech in which corresponding consonantsvowels, or morphemes are switched (see Metathesis) between two words in a phrase.[1][2] These are named after the Oxford don and ordained minister William Archibald Spooner, who was famous for doing this.

An example is saying “The Lord is a shoving leopard” instead of “The Lord is a loving shepherd.” While spoonerisms are commonly heard as slips of the tongue, and getting one’s words in a tangle, they can also be used intentionally as a play on words.”

I only mention this as I was talking to the cat this morning and said “you’ve got pappy haws this morning”. Of course I meant “happy paws” but it struck me how often you can get words mixed up ….

I don’t know how much I will be online over the next couple of days, so I will say Yappy Hew Near! Or Nappy Yew Hear!

Tree baubles

Tree decorations or baubles can come in all shapes and sizes. I have a lot of very old glass ones wrapped up in tissue in the cupboard but given the fact that we have cats I decided to use plastic, knitted, wooden and painted ones this year. Plus a low energy set of led lights so if they bite the cable they won’t get much if a shock.

It’s the day after boxing day today which means TV has reverted to mostly the same cheap programmes plus a few second World War films. Thus seems to happen every year. . It is after all the season of peace?!

Life goes on, leftovers abound….. Next comes new year…..

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Blancmange free

DSC_0699.JPGDisaster has struck! I have no blancmange for the trifle. As you can see I have the box in the kitchen cupboard, but when I got a step to reach up and take it down, the box was full of sugar free jelly powder!

I had been shopping yesterday and had looked for some, but there was none to be found. When did blancmange become such a rarety?

I must have thrown the old sachets out when I went through the stuff in the cupboard. I think I noticed they had use by dates of 2016.

My plan now is to mix custard powder with a bit of cocoa. But it won’t be the same and I detest custard in trifles……

But I’m waiting for a call back from my sister. She may be able to save the day.

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Meanwhile in other kitchen related news, my husband must have been a bit peckish last night and the peice of Stilton and a whole stollen loaf appear to have been eaten.. Only crumbs remaining…. Stollen and Stilton Stolen Shock horror!

Words are slippery, and fun!

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Words slip in and out of my mind like a glossy oil painting. Nothing fixed, sloppily placed percussions of prose.

Perhaps I should be more circumspect and place my piffling thoughts less precariously.

I should be sleeping, but words escape from my partners mouth when he rests and dreams. Maddening me and bringing on a sad insomnia. Now I’m writing but irritatingly he has followed me downstairs. And he continues to witter on about anything, nothing and the chemical formula of cheese.

Go away back to your sleep I whisper but he mutters back “it’s called Christianity ” “let me go” and “we are watching you to see what you do”…… A constant stream of words forced out by deafened ears.

He talks at me, I say I don’t want to speak, what was gentle discourse turns into hard, short and foolish words. No expletives spoken but simple Anglo saxon prose practiced in my mind and almost reaches my mouth.

I tell him to remain downstairs and I retreat to bed. My train of waffling whimsy is lost in exhausted turmoil and slow slumber.

The importance of selpling

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Can you see it? It took me a while  This van is parked outside on most days but I just spotted the mistake today.

I’m equally guilty. I try and make sure all my posts are proofread and not to rely on spellchecker. But I know I go wrong and my grammar and punctuation can be bad.

I guess if you are tired or hurried it’s easy to make mistakes. The problem and question is what do you do if your work is printed wrongly. Do you notice it? Leave it or get it redone?

I still want to find out what a buidlier is?

 

Happy

Drawing in two apps, artrage oils and a sketching app. I just wanted to draw a happy face. At the moment my husband is playing with a toy helicopter and it’s not going well. He’s had it caught on the curtains and just gone in the waste paper bin. Meanwhile I’m trying to draw, and then write this. Hmmm… How happy am I … I guess OK, not unhappy, slightly annoyed. But relaxed until the copter comes rushing past my face  The batteries will be flat soon you only get 5 to 10 minutes flying time then it has to be charged for 30 minutes. In the meantime I will carry on Doodling. …

Homebrew

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Er, that’s a big head on that lager?

Well it is home brewed. ..

Oh how did you do that?

I bought a cask that says brew 8 pints in three days.

How??

Just add water…..

So now I’m sitting trying to drink the brew. It fermented for 48 hours and then had to sit in the fridge for 24 to kill off the yeast. But I don’t think it did, although it is less sweet now than it was when we tapped it 4 hours ago.

Result? Yes it’s OK if you like to drink 3/4 froth and 1/4 lager beer.

The pack cost £10 which is about £1.12p a pint? Also it’s about 4% alcoholic so it’s not bad.

My partner enjoyed making it and as its potable I would say its a qualified success, just a bit too lively!