May 15, 2026, a thought for today, When time grows long, opinion changes. Maltese Proverb

Photos in my life yesterday 

The assignment for yesterday was “can’t live without”. She is my heart right now. Her name is Bobbi. This is one of her many poses as she naps getting prepared for another play time. 

The second challenge of the day for yesterday was titled “my choice”. It is one
of my series of “black and white”. This one is an image of the “street where I live”.

The last assigned upload for today was “I know....”. It relays what I know about these last peonies I picked for the season. The ones in this vase are near the end when I need to say thanks for the memory.

Life today. This has been a day full much like my past Monday was. The printing at church and hanging two  more of my “gallery” photos went well. I was able to visit with a friend who had to be there at the same time I was this week. It was nice chatting with her. 

Sue hasn’t been feeling well so Tami and Andy came by this morning to visit with her. Just before they came I had a phone call with a friend/extended family member. We were having a long interesting conversation when I had another call from Rebecca. 

Before the visit and calls I had a good start on this letter and some of the photos that I need for today. Once things quieted down I was able to finish the photos. I had quite a long list of things I had hoped to accomplish today but most of those will go on the back burner for tomorrow.

One of he things on my list was to plant this huge English Ivy I have sitting on my desk. That can wait until tomorrow. We are suppose to get some rain then too, hopefully I will be able to plant it between rain drops. The rain would be good for it too, being newly planted. 

The word today is water.  Nothing surely is as potent as a law that may not be disobeyed. It has the force of the water drop that hollows the stone. A small dainty task, if it be really daily, will beat the labours of a spasmodic Hercules. Anthony Trollope. Flattery is like cologne water, to be smelt of, not swallowed. Josh Billings. Don't think there are no crocodiles because the water is calm. Malayan Proverb. Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons, and you will find that it is to the soul what the water bath is to the body. Oliver Wendell Holmes. One kernel is felt in a hogshead; one drop of water helps to swell the ocean; a spark of fire helps to give light to the world. None are too small, too feeble, too poor to be of service. Think of this and act. Hannah More. With coarse rice to eat, with water to drink, and my bended arm for a pillow - I have still joy in the midst of these things. Riches and honors acquired by unrighteousness are to me as a floating cloud. Confucius. Iron rusts from disuse; stagnant water loses its purity and in cold weather becomes frozen; even so does inaction sap the vigor of the mind. Leonardo da Vinci. Truth indeed rather alleviates than hurts, and will always bear up against falsehood, as oil does above water. Miguel de Cervantes. We none of us expect to be in smooth water all our days. Jane Austen. It is with our passions, as it is with fire and water, they are good servants but bad masters. (AI?) Aesop. If a man is destined to drown, he will drown even in a spoonful of water. Yiddish Proverb. You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and watercraft; a certain free-margin, and even vagueness - ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things. Walt Whitman. Indecision is like a stepchild: if he does not wash his hands, he is called dirty, if he does, he is wasting water. African Proverb. The man who never alters his opinions is like standing water, and breeds reptiles of the mind. William Blake. 

Article summary. I am an animal lover, a plant lover and I like books, hard copy, softcopy, audio, and ebooks. So when I came across this title I decided to take a look, more to add to my knowledge and understanding. The title is How the graphic novel got its misleading moniker. Joel Priddy, Associate Professor of Graphic Design, Penn State. At theconversation.com. It began by describing a form of “storytelling” called “bandes dessinees” in French and comic books in America, in our “modern” terms call it “graphic novels”, a story with a picture. The article said something like, you start with one image (drawing or photo) but maybe that doesn’t tell the whole story so you add another. There are “stories in pictures” in the form of cave paintings, even on al lintel beam in Peru, and Japanese scrolls. In the late 19th century there was a man, a newspaper publisher, who used a “new color lithography press” that he wanted to show off. He asked artistes to crate designs for children, They “created” stories with their work, then he used them in the New York Herald. Some began being adding word balloons, motion lines, narrative blocks and more. Then they were called cartoons, artists would develop higher artistic or literary pretensions and would flail around for a more elevating name to attach to their efforts. As early as the 1930s, people began trying out terms like “picto-fiction,” “sequential art” and “graphic novel.” The article said that eventually the name comic book seemed to “associated” with childhood and "cheap newsprint” that seems why the name graphic novel came into being. At one point somewhere around the 1980s there was a “brief surge of interest from mainstream publishers to graphic novels as literature, but it faltered”. Trying to get “narrative and thematic complexity of a novel was hard and a different and certain “suite of skills. In the 2000s there was a “second wave” of graphic novels. There was a different way of looking as comics as they also approached an autobiography type of publication. Then the name “comic book” began to loose the name “graphic novel”. Most graphic novels are now nonfiction and “one way to conceive of an extended narrative”. The article says that comics has a deep history and can “serve as their own model”.

Dinner will be homemade vegetable soup and a peanut butter sandwich. 

Photos in my life today

My first assignment for today is “I create...”. These are a few of the images I have created for the “gallery wall” I am allowed to generate at my church.

This next challenge assignment is another of “my choice” and is yet another from my series of “black and white. This is the window on a neighbor’s storage shed. 

The last image upload load is titled “hidden”. As you can see there is a tiny pink bud nearly hidden
behind some much larger leaves. 

Joy 

this bonus image is an abstract I designed using a set of filter to create the design from an original image of some community snow scene. This image is in my Fine Art Shop on items like tee shirts, note book covers, coffee cups, puzzles, shower curtains and more. 

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