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You can’t fence in beauty
Almost Alpenglow

Also, with a few words of explanation (below) for Hammad Rais’s Weekend Sky, and Jez Braithewaite’s Water, water everywhere.
The sky at dusk was unusual yeterday evening. The air was very clear and one could see to Mount Baker in the North Cascades, which is rarely visible because of moisture and smog in the atmosphere. Yet the soft edges of the nearest clouds are rain. This was taken from the ferry between Vashon Island and Southworth on the Kitsap Penninsula. The island in the foreground is Blake. Between the sound, the rain and the snow on the mountain I thought it suited Water, water everywhere.
It’s a dogs life…
A sign of spring
Getting ready
Melancholy
I haven’t been very active on this blog lately. It was the holidays, but also something more…or, more accurately, less. I haven’t been taking many photos of late. It’s too dark and it seems like everything is dead. Nothing looks good.
Melancholy is an old fashioned word that sounds a bit like the feeling. I don’t feel sad, or depressed. Those words have an ugly edge to them. Also, the definition of melancholy includes gloom.
This winter has been dark and gray, and I can’t seem to strike a spark, let alone get a fire started.
I put up the Christmas decorations, and for the past few days I’m taking them down, slowly. It doesn’t feel like there’s any rush, because there isn’t a next coming along.
There’s nothing really wrong. It’s just winter, and spring feels a long way off. Many winters we don’t have a complete die off. As early as now we might see buds, even a few precocious blossoms.
But the cold snaps, snow, freezing rain and wind storms have chased the natural world into hibernation more thoroughly than most years.
January 30th marks 3 years since we bid our son farewell in Auckland, as he headed back to China for work…but, as it turned out, lock down, opening up, then lock down, again and again. After enough bouts of disappointed optimism, I am beginning to wonder if we will ever see him again. Nothing dramatic: he is alive and healthy, we didn’t have a fight and now hate each other, but it feels like things are never going to work out.

Yesterday morning when we awoke our little dog, Asta, had passed away sometime in the night. She was a cheerful, and cheering, little soul, and it’s one more downer.
I just wanted you to know why I’m only half here right now. The days are getting longer now, so maybe things will become less gloomy soon.
Merry Christmas
Provoking a lack of thought
This post is a response to Fandango of This, That and the Other’s Provocative Question: Whether or not you have a Twitter account, how do you feel about Musk’s takeover of Twitter and the changes he’s made so far. Do you care one way or the other? If you currently are on Twitter, do you plan to continue actively using it?
I’m more than a little sick and tired of hearing about Twitter and Musk, as well as being annoyed that it probably does matter.
I do not now, nor have I ever had, a Twitter account. I cannot foresee any circumstance that would change that.
In the beginning…
When Twitter first started I thought: “what a bad idea! It’s sole purpose is to make people write little provocative blurbs. Way to kill thoughtful discourse!”
A while ago I wrote a post on a similar subject: This is not a Tweet. It was before the takeover. In it I point out that the whole “public square” idea is marketing, not reality. And that decisions would be made to optimize people staring slack jawed at the screen.
Since the takeover…
In a way I was wrong: Mr. Musk hasn’t been very business-like.
Continue reading Provoking a lack of thoughtStill holding on
A plucky little rose, after several storms and very chilly winds.

Processed using Raw Therapee, the GIMP and Topaz Studio 2. For Cee’s Flower of the Day.