Scatter

I had an afternoon/evening to kill, and had already done as much exercise as I'd thought reasonable that day.

So what better way to spend the afternoon than cruising down to the local point to watch all the kite-surfers doing their thing.

Except that for some reason, my brain didn't get a kick out of watching all the acrobatics and smooth-riding skills. Instead, it decided that looking at the patterns made by the kites themselves was more enjoyable.

And I have to say, I agree with my brain on this one. Something in the way the kites would just slowly move in different patterns, it was like watching birds in flight (or even a fire burning).

Maybe I'm just easily distracted. Or maybe patterns are my thing.

I like to think that the fascination with these patters is simply visual white noise. Similar to listening to raindrops on a tin roof, or a radio show where the people aren't being that interesting, the visual effect of the kites was very calming.

Incidentally, if anyone has any recordings of rain on a tin roof, I'd be quite keen to keep a backup for them.

October 23
Blown Away

Deep red

There's something mesmerising about fire. The constant flickering and twisting of flames just seems to have a calming and soothing effect.

I'm not saying I want to burn everything down, but if there's a fire going, I'm happy to just sit with someone special and share some time, gazing into the embers.

October 5th
Ignited

Depth

It's one of those lovely illusions. It lets you think there's something more to the picture, when there quite possibly isn't.

I personally can't see the big deal.

September 26
Litereality

Cake

Sometimes it comes in layers.
Sometimes it has strange bits in it.
And it's always good.

September 25
Gateux de la Freundin

Cute as a...

Why button? Who was it that originally thought a button was cute?

Is there some dark recess of the internet hiding this fetish from me? Are there groups where people get together and look through sewing boxes to find that saucy little red number at the bottom?

Or maybe it was a shortened saying? Perhaps the original saying was "As cute as a button mushroom sprouting from the corner of the house". Or maybe "As cute as a button being used to hold together a sheer nightie".

Who knows.

The saying still applies I think. Especially where babies are concerned (even if this one did poop when I held it).

September 19
I'm Spartacus

Fashionista

Just another typical day. Fashion show with someone wonderful, after breakfast with someone wonderful, and then finished off with a nice relaxing evening with the same person.

Just awesome.

September 12
Don't look now