Another primrose and another colour
Another primrose and another colour
“Hello Mr. Fly. I am doing an interview for the Ragtag Fluke News. Can you tell me why you arrived on the table at this moment in time?”
“It was just a fluke of course, I could have arrived at the local cemetery, there is always something to eat, or I could have extended my family business by occupying yet another portion of cow recycling material and building a few self contained rooms for my children. However, I was buzzing around the human plate of food for something to eat.”
“And did you find something.”
“Yes and no I suppose. There was plenty, but I had the agony of choice. Shall I settle for the meat full of vitamins, or perhaps the potato, another organic food. It was then that the decision was made and I escaped becoming a fly pancake by avoiding a fly swatter in the nick of time. Humans were also eating and do not like to share with flies. I even tried the arm of a human to see if there was anything worth an absorbing motion, but nothing. And then I had a vision, more than a vision, do not forget I have five compound eyes and three simple eyes in between. Look at the orange surface on the front of my forehead, it is all eye. There is no escaping a fly examination and I spotted some liquids that had splashed from the meat. This was perfect, just a slurp and no extensive breaking down of the food particles. You could call it a fluke, but I savoured every drop.”
“But Mr. Fly, is your only purpose in life food.”
“No not quite, but it helps. As already mentioned the expansion of my family is also necessary. Where would you be without the flies. Who would deal with the surplus left after a meal? And the rats would no longer have a purpose in their lives. And now I must go, garbage is being produced from the leftovers of the meal and I have my part to play in the exploitation of the food processing.”
It was also a fluke that I happened to take this photo after lunch, come to think of it, most of my photos are flukes.
I could not resist taking a photo of my computer this morning. Microsoft or whoever always have a screensaver photo when I switch on the machine in the morning. They are very good photos and are from nature’s wonders all over the world. I have a look and move on. However this morning I was tempted to take a photo of the photo. I immediately recognized the view through the River Thames barrier onto the dock area of London, and it was almost like being home again. Of course my London home was almost 50 years ago, but I like to keep in touch with the changes and London remains my home town.
We have blue skies and occasionally a jet wings its way across the sky. I always thought that they were from Zürich or Geneva, but my son visited last week and he has this flight guide thing on his smartphone showing the air traffic all over Europe and immediately told me the name of the aircraft company and from where a flight was coming and going. What you can do today with the modern electronics i you understand it all. Son No. 2 grew up in modern times and has it in his genes. I just wonder how my grandson will be when he reaches the age of 40. I will not be around to witness it, unless they discover eternal life in the meanwhile, but I am not actually sure I want to witness it.
We now have a sunflower field growing on the route to the supermarket. Unfortunately I only see it from a moving car, so my photos are not so clear. However, the field would be in wheelchair distance from where I live, although probably half an hour at normal speed. If I put my foot/hand down on the motor I could do it in quarter of an hour and it is my intention this afternoon to do it and take a few more photos. They are now in full bloom and I want to pack the chance by camera. Most probably they are being grown for oil production from the seeds. Our area is not such a sunflower oil place. My No. 2 son lives in the area around Schaffhausen near the German border, and he has a large sunflower field opposite his garden: almost Van Gogh worthy for a painting.
I was a little disappointed yesterday morning on my week-end shopping trip at the supermarket. I had to wait a couple of weeks to get my official permission with document to be able to use a handicapped parking space at the store. It has become important for me, as after the shopping and before, I no longer can mange walking very well. When I arrive and shop, the problems are not so bad as I can lean on many things. Yesterday the three parking spaces for handicapped were already occupied and the parking lot was also quite full. The cars occupying the handicapped places all had the official permit showing, like I have, so it is obvious that there are not enough places available. Mr. Swiss let me out of the car at the entrance and afterwards went on to park. He picked me up again when the shopping was done to save me walking, falling and perhaps breaking something. You just cannot win it seems.
At least today is a day at home with no such stress and doing what I want to and enjoy. I am now on my way, so enjoy the week-end beginning and make the most of it, with or without computer. I just read that an online colleague has no computer in her area in Colorado probably due to the devastating fires in her area.
I will leave you with a wild flower I saw growing on the edge of the road as I was approaching the store yesterday morning. These grow here and there where I live and quite like them. I should really collect a few seed pods and introduce them to my garden.
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