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I look at these every time I am at the sink, washing up or filling the kettle. They are probably the loveliest flowers I have been given. There's something about gypsophila that takes me back to childhood, when I wanted to become a florist when I got older. I wonder how life might have been, had I followed that ambition.
I noticed the name on the side of this tiddly boat. My current phone is a Pixel, so a picture was warranted.
I think I would be tempted to heave the rattly old Petters diesel overboard and replace it with an electric motor and a couple of submarine batteries that could lie in the bilge, out of the way.
In other news, my phone was almost full so I got the system to delete all the pictures that are backed up. So, for now, any editing will be done on my desktop using GIMP. I might actually get around to learning how to use it, this time.
Allium christophi.
A wonderful study in geometry, I think. Al-Khwarizmi (c. 780–850), a Persian mathematician, is accepted to be the father of algebra. He probably had a theorem to describe this flower. I'll settle for calling it beautiful.
When Britain stopped using steam trains the intention was to electrify all lines. So far 37% is electrified with a mixture of overhead cables and third rail systems.
At the foot of the castle walls, hundreds of daffodils and naricissi clamour for attention. They soften the otherwise austere view.
As usual I took a wrong turn and ended up in an area densely covered in bracken. On a hot day it was nice to sink into the cool, damp embrace of the foliage and enjoy the silence.
Letter boxes are being closed left, right, and center. Fewer people write letters so I guess this is inevitable.
This post box has been decorated with a Postman Pat cosy, held on with a piece of repurposed fishing net.
I've noticed that Brits will sometimes name something in French to make it sound a soupçon more interesting.
More than anything else, Lancaster Castle has been a prison, until 2011. Now it's a visitor attraction, with a Crown Court attached.
Merry Christmas, everyone.
Friends made me a card and I wanted to share the joy.
Peace on Earth and goodwill to all 🙏
A typical cottage in Heysham. Charles I was king when this was built, when he dissolved Parliament.
Massachusetts became a self-governing entity. Charles was busy running England and had enough to do.
With heads pointing west the rock-cut tombs now lie empty. Once they held bones of saints and were an important site of pilgrimage.
These are the tombs used on the album cover for 'The Best of Black Sabbath'.
Saturday morning follows a ritual of hanging up the laundry and then making breakfast. It's a slow time and merits a more interesting breakfast than usual. Also, a friend just had his wisdom teeth out so I hope this is tolerable.
2 eggs
A finger-sized lump of cheese., grated
Some plum tomatoes, sliced
A small onion or scallion, chopped
Some chopped parsley
A slosh of milk
Some olive oil
Season as preferred
Mix and bake in the air fryer for 12 minutes or so
Enjoy with a glass of apple juice
The lights are still low and the church is almost empty. The time before Mass for quiet reflection.
Laetare Sunday is the midpoint during Lent when fasting is relaxed and we are reminded to rejoice. Solemn purple is replaced by pink for the day and we return to our mother churches. We remember our Mother and all mothers.
Happy Mothers' Day.
Thinking of the Artemis crew on their epic journey. I'm amazed they found their way safely through all the space junk out there.
I love this building that I sometimes walk past. it's still empty, which is a pity. it would make a great open workshop for budding artisans.
The long exposure hints at the constant traffic.
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Worth the poor sleep to get up and make some tea, just to see this.
Grief is love with no place to go.
Jamie Anderson