Con trail excitement!

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Just had the excitement of seeing a con trail overhead. Con stands for condensation, it’s when a jet airplane flies high up and the hot and humid exhaust gases from its engine condense out as ice crystals in the very low temperature and low vapour pressure air. Its like when you breathe out in the winter and your breath turns into ice if its cold enough.

For some reason there is a conspiracy theory that the vapour is made of chemicals and that governments are spreading them from the planes.

Ask yourself, why would they do that? There were experiments in the mid twentieth century to try and ‘seed’ clouds to make them rain. But it didn’t really take off!

It is strange how these weird ideas get into the world. I prefer thinking things through. If it doesn’t make sense can it be true?

Anyway I don’t think one con trail makes for the end of the lockdown here, like the old saying ‘one swallow doesn’t make a summer’. And really, I for one would like there to be a lot less flights, or more ecologically sustainable ones when things do resolve themselves.

In the meantime please stay safe.

Good morning.

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Usk challenge, day 31

The challenge today was ‘first thing in the morning’.

Difficult for me as I have been going to bed very late and getting up late. So at 2am this morning I decided to draw this. It’s a view of my TV. There is no channel 7 here, but I just wanted a generic image on the screen. I coloured it in this far and decided to go to bed. I was going to continue with it, but when I got up I decided I liked it as it is. Its nice I think. Anyway I’m having a cup of coffee and thinking what to draw next.

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Morning cat.

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About 7.50 this morning. The cat was on the window ledge looking out over the garden. Standing sentinel. Approving the occupants of the green place outside. Birds fly or scurry across the land, feeding on wild bird seed. Other cats stalk through the plants and drink the pond water. None miss my cats gaze. He also seems to protect us. Standing guard against interlopers. I feel secure seeing him sitting statue like. Patient, watching over us.

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…..

Dawn colours

DSC_1912_optimized I’m thinking of painting a bright sky, filled with violets and pinks, ochre and brownish reds. Showing the sun rising behind clouds, leaves and telephone wires framing the dawn.

I’m wondering how to mix the colours so they glow? Should I use golds and silvers to enhance it.

I’m thinking of painting the world anew. Rich colours exploding in the morning light.

Old writing 7 years ago….

 

This popped up in my Facebook memories today. I have removed my partners name….

Another Sunday morning, my partner went off about 15 minutes ago, and me and Molly cat are here waiting for the sun to rise. The sky had gone from coal black to a dark shade of Paynes Grey, in fact in the few minutes since I sat down it has lightened considerably….. The cat is happily lying on the desk next to the computer, turning over to have her tummy tickled, she doesnt like being ignored and keeps trying to sit on my drawing tablet that also acts as my mouse! that knocks the text off so I have to reposition the cursor every couple of minutes…The blackbirds were singing in the garden at 6.30, hubby went out to listen and one carried on while the other Pink, pinked its alarm call… the song continues high and beautiful, shapely whistles that vary over different combinations of notes…. I am staying up in case my partners bus does not arrive,. One last look at the sky, only slightly lighter, blue grey, no glimmer of sun yet and overcast with lowish cirrus? clouds…thank goodness for the prospect of a warm bed and a book if hubby does not come back. (It has happened in the past when the bus driver forgot to get up!).

(I think the photos were taken a bit later on the same day.)