1730/15th August 2022 In all times of stress there is a pinnacle, a point of no return, as it were. At that point one of two things can happen. Either the goal will appear achievable and worth the efforts of battling on toward it, or the goal will fade, obscured by the increasingly difficult challenges … Continue reading Surrender!
Blackie says: "Mum needs a mental health day" Banging my head into a concrete wall would be less painful than fighting with computers. Have to re-set the batteries and start fresh. Meanwhile, a few random pics. "Do not despair", said Little Red "There's always tomorrow"
14th August 2022 "MAAAOOOWWAAAOOOWWW" said Lily. "Another excuse for delaying our walk?" After breakfast, Lily takes herself down to the "engine room" where she practices her oratory skills until Grant announces walk time. But lately, for various reasons this has been disrupted. "The car got eaten by mice?" said Lily, incredulous. "Mice can't eat cars!" … Continue reading Excuses
12th August 2022 Frustrated by my first attempt to create a post, I breathed deep, counted to ten and went outside. At 6 am when I went out I'd come back in for a sweater, but I was astonished that by late morning there was still a cool breeze. Surprised and delighted, of course. New … Continue reading “A bit of rain”
This is going to be a very short, strange post. For starters, my pictures have vanished again. Well, not totally. They are there, somewhere, but I had to re-activate One Drive which I have been notified by...Microsoft? is almost full. (Already?) Of course, for a monthly fee I can increase the space. It's not a … Continue reading Rescues
11th August 2022 Things go in threes, right? It's a law of some kind. Hopefully three will not be extended to four or more.... Without doubt it is the new computer system that is causing me the most stress because I spend so much of my time using it. Suddenly it's as if all my … Continue reading Threes
The above is a fair representation of the state of my brain just now. Scattered. Since the demise of my former computer, I seem to be moving at a snail's pace. Not that I was actually galloping around before. This morning Grant went off on a mission to assemble a rodent-repellent kit and having not … Continue reading Getting grub
8th August 2022 It would appear that a darkish cloud has parked itself over my head. I won't make it more dramatic than that because, comparatively, it's more of a Spring shower. Still.... Grant went out this morning for a brief shopping trip. 90 seconds later he was back, which suggested all was not well. … Continue reading A little mouse story
Cats are very smart. When I am sad or depressed, they come to snuggle. When I am agitated or thoroughly pissed off, they stay away from the negative vibrations. It's very telling. Until Grant declares "lunch" and comes to the rescue, I can only work with whatever photographs I can access, so they will be … Continue reading Transitions
1940/6th August 2022 How far I get with this will be entirely dependent on my new photo editing system. More accurately, on how much it stretches my patience. "Do not blame your tools!" I was always told. The tools those people referred to were invariably dysfunctional in an assortment of ways, so yes, I did … Continue reading In the cloud….?