Ok, so these images were taken this afternoon and I know these roses are now clearly a bit past their best, but I’m intrigued as to just how long they might continue to look acceptable, however beyond perfect they may be. I’m now on a mission to keep them alive for as long as possible.
They were originally bought on 27th December with a guarantee that they should remain fresh for 7 days – we’re currently on day 16 and counting! Admittedly one very sad-looking bloom has had to be thrown away in the last few days but I think overall we’ve definitely had our money’s worth with this bunch 🙂
I find it so calming to colour in these circular designs, just beginning in the centre and slowly working outwards, deciding one colour at a time and only seeing at the end exactly what my colour choices have created. It’s not difficult to do, only time consuming, and time is something I certainly have an abundance of right now during our second national Covid lockdown. So I think colouring in as an enjoyable and engrossing creative pastime is my Weekly Smile this week…
How do other people choose to spend their leisure time while staying indoors during a winter lockdown? 🙂
We had another light snowfall yesterday, and although last night’s frost means today everything is still crunchy underfoot it already seems to be melting a little in the low winter mid-day sun. So my camera and I went out to the back garden to see what we could see, taking a series of photographs of my snowmelt winter garden 🙂
It’s amazing what can be washed up by the sea in winter – no idea where it originated but this poor tree stump appeared to be out of its depth and was probably going to remain stranded on the shore once the tide went out 🙂
I’m not really a ‘sky’s the limit’ kind of girl. A ‘world’s your oyster’ believer in never-ending freedom or pushing yourself to do stuff just because it’s possible, whether its really in your long-term interests or not, whether you even want to do it or not.
Even Clint Eastwood as Harry Callahan in Magnum Force tells us that ‘A man’s gotta know his limitations’ and he’s right, we all need to know what we can and cannot do, should and should not do. We should not as a human race have been doing all the stuff to the natural environment that allowed Covid to produce and reproduce and mutate and maim and kill so indiscriminately across the world.
And the people in power in America should have known better than to allow that narcissistic nut-job in the White House to get away with deliberately pushing the boundaries of common sense and civility in order to create a call-to-arms with a hand-picked angry mob whipped into a frenzy by blatant lies and empty promises just because he’s a sore loser.
We watched them all being worked on, worked up, wound up tight en masse like clapping-monkey clockwork henchmen, watched Trump push them all in the direction he wanted them to go, then run away to hide in the safety of his Presidential bunker as he set them loose to run amok in self-righteous indignation and carry out his seditious insurrection on Capitol Hill.
So now it seems the sky’s the limit when it comes to political backtracking, too, the deafening sound of backwards-shuffling feet, denials and distancing and the holier-than-thou re-framing of fundamental facts amongst the Republican rabble-rousers. Even those whose silence condoned such behaviour are just as complicit as those who actively sought to undermine democracy with spurious objections to the electoral college votes based on illegal falsehoods not facts.
OK, so this wasn’t exactly where I intended to go with this post, but it’s where my Stream of Consciousness has taken me today so perhaps this is as good a place as any to stop…
One of the things I love most about walking along the shoreline where the land meets the sea is the way things become so weathered and washed out by the wind and the water. They develop a toughened texture yet retain a salty smoothness to them that always draws me and my camera in 🙂
I love the way the separate sections of this home-made cobbled-together shed have been given a shared sense of solidarity and purpose by covering them all completely in a slightly-worn coat of white paint 🙂