cobaltika

oh. i see. it seems i only like to work in my online journal if i can sit in bed on the weekend mornings and do it? hmmm. so here i am again. it is cool enough that i could put my flannel nightgown on this morning. i’m glad! my mother just made it and sent it a few weeks ago and i was afraid i might have to put it away without wearing it very often. King Tubby is curled up next to me. he sleeps a lot now. i thought he might have arthritis in his hips, but now a big lump is obvious and i’m afraid he has a tumor or cancer. he does not seem unhappy or in pain though, even if i touch the lump, but content to sleep in his favorite places and eat as much as he can get away with. he has developed a funny way of running with his limp. spending big bucks at the vet is out of the question, but if he begins to seem miserable i may have to think of some options. right now i won’t think about it. he is old. no one/thing lasts forever.

i forgot to write about last weekend’s nature adventures with the poet. we went to the Pear Forest again. it is a walk by the Little Blue River, but i think the best thing about it is the Pear Forest. we have seen it differently and i definitely wanted to go last weekend, when the pears were all blooming. it was quite wonderful! last spring, when they were blooming, it was also snowing. that was pretty good, too. and in the autumn … mmmmm! we also saw a shiny brown snake. then next day we went to Weston Bend park and had a fine hike, but discovered eating pancakes and no protein for breakfast is a bad idea. we counted 13 woodland wildflowers. all very beautiful. i love the ones called “…wort”

as much as i like walking in nature with the poet, i have to say i don’t really enjoy making nature pictures very much. sometimes i try to abstract the natural elements, but mostly … it’s just not my thing. like the images of the Pear Forest. it is almost impossible to show the magic of the place. i liked it best with that aqua metal trash bin in the foreground. i do try to capture some of the wildflowers, so the poet can identify them later, that is a good job. and i realized that i can’t rely on my babycam, so i am not going to sell my bigcam after all. i *need* a viewfinder when i am doing macro’s. especially outside. that is all there is to it. the one below was lucky, but that is all … lucky. most of the wildflowers SUCKED.

time to get more coffee and go wrestle with the artTable.

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