August 23, 2023 a thought for today, Everything goes by favour and cousinship. French Proverb

The first upload for yesterday was “my choice.” I was experimenting with my camera as I sat in the lounge chair and saw these angles, lines, patterns and textures. I saw the art and snapped the button. 

I am getting things on my list checked off better than I thought I would. When laying in bed at night thinking of all that is on the list or all that needs to be done things seem impossible but in the day light ..... not so much, though still, it takes focus and persistence. 

I finished the newsletter and paid the bills while I was uploading the last sermon to Facebook. I left a sink full of dirty dishes until I get home from food pantry this afternoon. 

The next upload for yesterday was “a bicycle.” I see bicycles almost every time I am out of the house for one errand or another. But for some reason I couldn’t find one today so I found one in the archives. I wasn’t particularly fond of the sharpness on the original image so I added a painterly filter to it. 

We seem to be getting some of the predicted heat but not as oppressive as many in the country and around the world have had this year it seems. I think it has been a relatively comfortable summer. Bob just came in from outside, I caught a sound of the new bamboo wind chimes that Sue brought home earlier this month. 

After the dishes this afternoon and the photo uploads I will finish the envelopes and cards for tomorrows printing session at church.

Today’s first upload was “the colour green.” While I was at food pantry I found several items that were green and generated images of each of them then decided on this one when I got them in the darkroom (Photoshop). 

A word for today is creative. Great indeed is the sublimity of the Creative, to which all beings owe their beginning and which permeates all heaven. Lao Tzu. The unlike is joined together and from differences results the most beautiful harmony, Heraclitus. When I am ..... completely myself entirely alone... or during the night when I cannot sleep it is on such occasions that my ideas flow best and most abundantly. Whence and how these ideas come I know not nor can I force them. Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. If we were to bring creativity down to earth, it would not have to be reserved for exceptional individuals or identified with brilliance. In ordinary life creativity means making something for the soul out of every experience, Thomas Moore.  Don't be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth, Rumi. Write while the heat is in you. The writer who postpones the recording of his thoughts uses an iron which has cooled to burn a hole with. He cannot inflame the minds of his audience, Henry David Thoreau.  All our knowledge has its origin in our perceptions, Leonardo Da Vinci. What does education often do? It makes a straight-cut ditch of a free, meandering brook, Henry David Thoreau.  The public wants work which flatters its illusions, Gustave Flaubert.

This is another “my choice” and another from my archives. I may have used this same image in another blog some time ago. Sue’s granddaughter took horseback riding lessons on a farm not far from our house. I went to watch one of her lessons and had a good time finding horses that made good photo subjects and they didn’t seem to mind being my model.

We like butterflies, why not moths?  This article is a note about an Ohio naturalist and friends who set out to prove that moths are crucial. They started out spending a “late night at the Lowe-Volk Nature Center shining a light on some unfairly maligned butterfly siblings: moths.” The article went on to say one of the noticeable differences is butterflies are “warm and fuzzie”.... while moths “give people the creeps.” One of those reasons is that they “emerge in the dark and folks are nervous about the dark. I learned from the article that “moths predate butterflies....... by millions of years.” According to my math using the figures in the article there are about “nine times” the variety of moths compared to butterflies, about a 132,500 difference. On of th persons in this interview worked for the Ohio Department of Natural Resources for many years. In that time he photographed and shared “ornately patterned moths” in his hobby of “mothing.” On this “mothing” trip there was a period of time they had to seek refuge from a thunder storm. The dampness of the storm seemed to be an advantage, moths “like still, muggy nights, and the warmer the temps, the better.” To give some feeling to the night time “mothing” adventure a description of the surroundings was in the article: “high-pitched trills of gray tree frogs fill the air. A big brown bat, hanging silently in the eaves of the nature center.” Bats find moths their “primary food source.” In order to get photographs of the moths a “standard mothing setup” was used....a white sheet and bright lights. Bed sheets and lights such as mercury vapor bulbs and LED bulbs were used. On the mothing trip in the article 20 species were “caught” and photographed in two hours. There are large numbers of colors or markings and shape of theses small bits of nature. The mothing trip “revealed a hidden world, ripe for discovery. You just have to open your eyes in the dark.”

We are going to try a frozen packaged meal for dinner something like cheese burger noodles. 

Joy

not too much of a tangle of these wires ..... someone was neat about it