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What is the most important thing to carry with you all the time?
A simple thing
But I have my keys
Close by..
If I lose them I panic
I’m stuck without them
Don’t know where
There’s any spare!
Sometimes they go
Where? I don’t know..
Under the clock?
My mind mocks me?
Why can’t I see?
So I keep them safe
Those special
Keys to my heart.
In its prime a few years before it burnt down. Sadly one of the landlords passed away following an infection from a scratch. It sounds bizarre but it is sad that it eventually closed down after his death. The atmosphere was fantastic, with ghost tours and belly dancing groups, the hotel became a great place to meet friends while keeping a spooky edge to its historic building. In fact historical groups met there to discuss the Burslem riot of 1842. The troops were called in to quell it by reading the riot act. One man, Josiah Heapy was killed during it. Many more were wounded.
Old wooden floors and staircases, panelled rooms, hotel rooms at the back each with it’s own Victorian sink. How it must have impressed people who stopped there in the past. I miss the old place.
She came up on the bed, but as soon as I lay down she was gone! Came back later to poddle (air biscuit?). I do love my cats, good company until they try and trip me up! Another quiet, quite lonely day. But I’m used to solitude now. I don’t know how I’d cope with anyone moving in.
What are you curious about?
Infinity or beyond? The universe is around 13.5 billions of years old. It could continue for billions or trillions of years into a heat death ending. Cooling down and expanding forever. Or it might collapse in a backwards big band and a singularity.
I’m not a scientist but my interest was piqued by watching the BBC TV series “The Sky at Night”, I started watching in the 1960’s when Sir Patrick Moore presented it. I loved the old fashioned animations of how things worked. It was well before the time of CGI or computer animation.
I keep watching the 20 minute show monthly, over the years, finding out about comets, eclipses, meteor showers and meteorites. I still try and catch it all these years later. I’m interested in finding out about dark matter and quantum lensing. I hope the programme continues for years to come.
Not a nut but the ring off the bottom of a wet glass. Water absorbed into the open unvarnished oak grain. A temporary signature that will soon dry.
Food and drink finished, I abandoned it to its quiet fate of invisibility. Evaporated, gone.
I just liked the way the light shone through my plastic glass tonight. Taken at an angle with my phone camera…. It feels like a jelly mold or reminds me of razor shells. Funny how shapes and patterns can mimic each other.
I like taking random pictures of things, I take picturesque photos but also enjoy playing with images x
That old Pareidolia kicking in again.
The dragons head upper left, then a thin neck and body, looking a bit like a viking boat. Finally a great sail of a wing catching the glow from the setting sun.
This was last Monday and it lingered on my phone until I found it today.
I don’t see sunsets very often because I’m on the wrong side of the hill. This was at the top of our hill and there are still buildings and trees in the way and as the sun drifts northwest as it sets in the summer there is more vegetation in the way.
Which activities make you lose track of time?
When I paint I lose track of time, the world goes away. Sometimes I lose myself completely. I know I feel pain in my arms nowadays, and I can’t always focus on the tip of my brush because I get slight double vision. But I have to do it. I’m under a compulsion to spread liquid onto a hard or soft surface (board, wall, or canvas) and recreate images or come up with ideas of my own….
My other passion is reading, I rarely read a book from cover to cover anymore unless it’s very short, my hands stick in place, my trigger fingers play up and I get cramp in them. But I do like using reading to send myself to sleep. I’m currently rereading The Andromeda Strain by Michael Crichton. It’s a sci-fi novel set in the 1960’s? It’s also a very good film…. He was the author of Jurassic Park by the way.
Goodnight, off to bed to read….I might just lose track of time again. X
Feeling blue.
Can you see a face,…?
Head tilted to the left, a streak of light catching the nose?
My friend saw it first, where I had roughly painted the scenery for the show. Random brush strokes that created a male face…
My hubby’s face? Not scary, good to feel I had unconsciously incorporated him! He was an enthusiastic actor in the shows. Glad he was there apparently in spirit. X
Oh well
Not selected
Does not mean bad
Or unsuitable?
People have to fit in
With the style
The colours
The motifs
Of an exhibition.
Anyway
I liked it X
Mallaband-Brown