Grooving in denim
I take photos everywhere and of everything, but patterns fascinate me most of all. If the sun is shining into a darkened room it throws shadows and shadows become interesting. I grab the camera and there I am taking photos – of shadows. I even have a file named “Shadows” in my photo programme. I have a choice of shadows, but not every day is a shadow day. We now have wonderful spring weather, the sun is shining but in such a way that it is not making shadows, there is no light and dark and everything melts together.
The shadow pattern in the photo is caused by the sun shining through the venetian blinds in the living room, reflecting on the opposite corner, where there is our wooden television cabinet with the doors closed. If you have to stare into the screeen in the evening, you can at least hide it away during the day, that being our philosophy. Now you can see me as I was taking the photo, in the middle disturbing the horizontal pattern of the slats of the blinds.
I cannot even remember what this one was. Perhaps someone gave me a strange lamp and I decided to give it a polish. It was then that the genie began to appear granting three wishes. I must have decided that feeding another mouth at home would be too much, so I wished he would go back to where he came from. At least that is my story and I am sticking to it.
Since being a computer disciple and following various web sites, I have realised how much we become attached to patterns. If a certain site, for example WordPress, because it is our common denominator, decides to change the pattern of their layout we can get confused, things are no longer where they were and the immediate reaction is to complain. I no longer complain. My mother-in-law had a fixed belief in politicians “they do what they want in any case”. I have discovered that these wise words also can include our daily social network. Of course it is all in the interest of the victims – us, so why bother. The most recent pattern exchanged happened yesterday on my microsoft computer. Everything that ws left is now right, a pattern disturbane.
Today I am working on my apple computer and have discovered that everything that is left has remained left. This makes sense. Some time ago the pattern for our reader was changed, everything becoming minimised. Of course it was for our own good, we just do not always understand the methods in a madness. However, my apple computer still has the old proven reader pattern and has not changed. There must be a reason somewhere, but I cannot be bothered to find it and does it really matter? We professional computer freaks find our way through the complexities of these external influences.
Facebook also has a makeover with its pattern once a year, but who remembers how it used to be? And there is always an advantage in these mysterious make overs. It keeps the brain of a golden oldie alive and ticking.
So before concluding this patternised work of writing, let us not forget that nature also has her patterns. It is now approaching spring, so here are my anemones from last year and I hope they arrive again this year with this natural look – the leaves have already appeared.
Look, it’s summer – well almost. Yesterday we had sun on the back terrace. It was warm and friendly. Our table had been covered all winter with a thick white cloth, tied down with string to stop it blowing away in high winds and the chairs and cushions had been stowed away in our hobby room in a cupboard. I decided we were now ready for the outdoor life. Mr. Swiss was thinking about in a week, or perhaps two: you never know if we have another cold spell. I decided if we did, the snow and ice would not reach our patio and the furniture would withstand it for those few days. Yes, there was a lively discussion, no-one really won, it was just a mutual understanding reached that after lunch No. 1 son would help Mr. Swiss shift the chairs and cushions from the hobby room to their Summer residence.
Me, of course I helped. I moved the garden family back to where they belonged. We have two gardens, one back and one front. The back garden is where we spend most of the time in the warmer seasons, and the front is a cooler place, quite pleasant.
It was a beautiful day, and ideal for casting off the winter. This is the front garden, just opposite my computer room. I am now planning on a small potted plant, perhaps some daffodils, to put on the table to complete the picture of garden bliss. My garden family are now so happy to be outside where they belong and no longer cooped up down in the cellar rooms.
Especially the boss was glad to return to his kingdom. We had to weigh his claws with a large stone to stop him flying around the garden. The neighbours might get worried. He tends to make a lot of noise. And now things are back in the Summer programme. Today is another sunny day, and if this weather continues, we will soon be eating out first meals outside. We were glad for the help from our No. 1 son. Both Mr. Swiss and I are no longer as fit as we were. Son No. 1 shifted the furniture with some help from Mr. Swiss, and I moved the family to its usual places. I also spent time attaching the cushions to the chairs.
As we had cleaned all the funiture and stuff before we put it away, we did not have to spend time dusting and polishing. The job was completed within half an hour and so I still had time for a nice walk along the river in the wonderful weather. This time I wanted to concentrate more on the scenery with my camera than ducks and swans.
The cows have not yet arrived on their pastures, but the hay containder is ready and waiting. The large tree is a walnut tree. On the right to the tree you can see some buildings, that belongs to the estate where I live and on the left the river Aar. The Aar is born somewhere in the Bernese alps and eventually meets the River Rhine. On its way it passes through Kanton Solothurn, where we live. We just have to take a walk down the path and we are already on the banks.
Today looks like another good day, the sun is already shining, although we had a thin layer of ground frost this morning. This happens because we have no cloud cover at the moment. We have now stopped feeding the birds, and they now have only the remainders left in the bird house. This morning we threw out some bread, but it will probably be the last time. The crows did not even bother to see if there was anything to eat. Only the sparrows arrived, but sparrows are always in places where there is food.
Today is Saturday, so Mr. Swiss will be visiting a few shops and I will remain at home doing what housewives usually do at home. I am not planning on a walk today, but will probably be sitting outside with my computer enjoying the weather.
Enjoy your week-end begin.