Month: May 2013

Spring Dressing

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First Train Home

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I woke at 5:25 a.m. today. I tried to lie there and to drift off. I heard sounds of fluid spurting out.

The cat had wanted attention, more than anything else, so we have been attempting to extinguish such displays.
Uhm, perhaps this morning, she really did need to be let out. I have yet to find the cat pee, or the source of the noise.

It did get me dashing out of bed, thank you cat, for that, I think.
I let her outside. I was treated to cardinal serenades back upstairs in my room by the opened window as I ran through my morning routine, an hour or two early. I am productive so far! I wonder if this level of alert and function will last!? I think that might be nice. I will appreciate it, even if I end up not being able to sustain it today.

I updated Goodreads. I have been bringing bag after bag full of books home from the library. Some look and feel good. Some I quickly realize that I should have listened to my nose wrinkling brain, and let them there. Normally, to stretch my tastes, I MUST complete reading a book even if I dislike it. I cannot recall why I do this. I thought some of it was due to the Goodreads challenges. I can’t let me count a thing as having been read, if I haven’t read it cover to cover. I also do not like wasting of time. I think that I might have a very funny-odd way of deciding waste. I made a neat satisfying done pile to return to the library today.

I am thinking that I might go back to my new community garden plot–YES! I got one this year! I am only able to weed a few minutes at a time. I am really glad that the ground appears to have been well worked and it is pretty easy to get the weeds out. I am not sure if I will grow food or a witchy garden. Perhaps some combination of both. The plants and flowers that I have a wish for, work well as pollinators and for bringing the creatures that make things mesh and eat the ‘pests’. Speaking of eating. The cat has created a mural of evisceration on the walk in front of the door.

Chores now, running through the head. When did the kitchen here become Hell? My insides are horridly unhappy over this. The heart DID love cooking. Everything involved with it now, allergies, disorders of my household, and simply screaming, and not physically being able to clean it make it a mountain.

Inside, I think…make sun tea and lemonade in the new half gallon jars. Make mayonnaise, it is the base of many simple things. Outside, I suddenly decide that the feeling in the house and perhaps the literal clutter, requires a clearning. I begin by lighting the candle and smudging my room. I have tea. A smile of satisfaction and on, to music, Imogen Heap, and her train for home. I think of that train of addiction and how it just keeps on going without you. I think in a broader usage –important concept of generalization here, it reminds me that when I think that I get off of the train and check out of life, I’m going to roil along like being stuck in an undertow or roaring forward on that train.

“Do what you feel, just how you like…”–Imogen Heap

Lilac Art or Frustrated Lilac

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I NEVER talk around my images. Now, since I said NEVER, I can now break the rules. I forgot to say YET. Today I am going to post two images. I reaaaaaaaaaaaaally dislike it when people writing try to grovel and apologize and to smear their defects of character all over while appearing to be larger than the defects. Sharing the shit right out seems to be more direct and honest for me, though I would question the wishes of a reader to read a journal-like sharing of someone’s cleaning of their side of the street. Caring about it at all, causes me to laugh at myself as it causes the I’m sorries and the trying to slide things in sideways that I claim to detest. Isn’t that funny (or not depending on perspective and amount if ingested tea)?

So, here we go. My one camera, that I am ever so grateful for, it was GIVEN to me, simply handed over!!! This camera has a few broken bits, it has a few things that caused it to be viewed as a bit strange and it stopped being made. It has all sorts of bells and whistles. I used it like point and shoot. Some people see the images that I get from the camera and they appear to wish to speak technically about focal whatsits and depth of water, I mean field and f-something, no not a tornado. I don’t know about those. The motor on the lens that I choose to use most often is broken, so I do that myself. I see things that I like and I do my thing.

The camera fix-it guru says…hmm this is the third time I’ve had to fix the white something or other–I can’t recall, wait! balance maybe?!?! Anyway, either I am bumping buttons or…something perhaps unpleasant. He just has me bring it back to ‘fix’ it. He is also learning the ‘errors’ in the camera that I like, and not fixing those to frustrate me. For some reason the camera turns reds into fuchsia! It’s a BITCH! Sometimes, the Sigma raw is OK, but when put into the Sigma software so that I can get the images off of the camera and open them–which involves converting from raw to jpeg, THE REDS AND SHIFTED TO FUCHSIA!! There are many many times that I do NOT alter my images. Thus, the Lilac Project that I am doing hasn’t many posts because they are NOT the RIGHT COLOR!!!!

I simply cannot post crap. I CAN post imperfections and remembering many admonishments about certain works and sacred items having a bit of imperfection left within them or worked in on purpose, I rather like to do that myself. But. IF lilacs are a soft lilac shade and the camera turns them fuschia, not even color temperature and saturation will EVER allow me to get it right. Right and Wrong can be dreadfully and utterly amazing for me, or a living Hell. (important to note, my other camera doesn’t exactly get the shade either and recalling the red tulip experience, I believe all cameras can have a red, yellow, blue issue) I don’t know enough about it to know if that is valid or just a nice way to get around telling me that I screwed up. Ok, so here is the original image.

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And this is what I did to it, the colors are better or more true to the bush, and then I simply played with it.

Lilac Art copyright

Does anyone know why the fuschia? I am frustrated. I might require Help. (or a hosing off)