If one is to be, then one needs to act, this needs direction – acting and even unscripted improvisation is triggered by direction…
Guide me oh thou great director…
Hummm… why would I be guided?
Growth, fruit, decay and death are part of the seasonal drama that sees old make way for new…
We recently hosted 10 caterpillars and watched the stages as they grew, formed crysalis and grew into 10 butterflies… 8 flew off to fates unknown, 2 malformed were unable to fly; undirected they died.
More bubbles?
Endomondo Cycling Workout: was out cycling 21.56 miles in 1h:53m:37s using Endomondo.
Think about those moments that you don’t get time to capture, hang on to the resonance, the after image, the shiver, the glow… grab that, and embrace what you might have missed… life being lived, growth, warmth, laughter, release… and let the strife strive like a bitter wind on its way to nowhere, they will shrivel in their own kingdoms… turn the other cheek and think of the moments you don’t get time to capture and savor them…
100g marg
50+g choc
175g dark soft brown sugar
2 or 3 eggs beaten
cap of vanilla essence
100g sr flour
good shake of cinnamon powder
good shake of ginger powder
pinch salt
50g chopped nuts
good hand full of juicy raisins
topping of mini marsh mallows
1. melt marg and choc over hot water, remove from heat and cool
2. stir in sugar, add eggs mixed with vanilla ess.
3. Mix in Flour, salt, nuts, spices, and raisins
4. stick it in oiled tin, lined with baking or gp paper.
5. Top with mini marsh mallows, and bake for 25-30mins 190deg.
6. leave in tim until cold before removing and cutting to squares.
Try not to eat too many at a time!
Well I’ve gone and done it, I’ve chopped it off.
After 6 months of fecundity and bloomin’ marvellous protuberances she’s started to drop.
We had 8 blooms on one stem and 9 on another. But over the last few weeks we’ve lost the lot.
Procrastinate not… the decision has been made – I’ve trimmed it down to the third node on each stem to see if there’s any more juice in the old stick.
And yup, signs of autumn are in the air, I said it! Alas all good things come to pass and life turns corners and perspectives change. Thanks heavens.
So if you need to prune something do it, enjoy the fullness and move on.
And empty page can be so full of possibilities…
Quorsum haec, cui bono.
Cut it out, drop it, chop it off… as the actress said to the proverbial bish bash bosh!
Living in bubbles, only sharing stuff with those we encounter and reach out to. Our horizons though wide, are often limited and distant. We fail to see much beyond what’s familiar. We might have a wealth of experience and knowledge but still we fail to ‘know’ a vast majority of others in our world. Often right under our nose there are worlds that we don’t share. Often they are behind us, sometimes beside us, often ahead of us, and regularly below and above us. If only our bubbles might burst and we could live together on a shared plain… but then, what might we construct… ?
Endomondo Cycling Workout: “…a typical weekend jaunt. If you enjoy ‘getting out’ try Endomondo!”
Jules P Richards 