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Secret of the Day #2604

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Secret of the Day #2604

Laurel has been working on a Secret Project this week, and suggestions of it are scattered around the book-nook of our Library. I am not sure what the purpose of these two particular pins is, but they’ve stood like baby lampposts on the left arm of our armchair for a few days now. They’ve a good attitude, I think.

Today we mostly took care of the apartment, but we’re both creating things, which a wonderful way to be.

lullagrump
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November 8, 2015 at 10:11 pm

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Wisp of the Day #2601

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Wisp of the Day #2601

We are tired old fogeys tonight, drifting off to sleep long before the rest of the world turns in. That’s fine – I’ve wanted to be a morning person for a while.

Somehow a set of Q-tips turned into swords and wolverine claws, and in the course of all the ensuing battles, they lost their hair. It swirled away from them like matter drawn from a star as a bigger one absorbs it, and Laurel suggested I photograph it. The result is not as elegant as we could pretend, but it is a fine piece of the evening.

dance of death

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November 5, 2015 at 9:47 pm

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Spirit of the Day #2587

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Spirit of the Day #2587

We put food in the freezer because in sub-zero temperatures, microbial proteins don’t work very well; they’re sluggish, toothless, so if they manage to survive at all they won’t get to eat our food before we do.

Frozen food will still get restless, though. Left in the cold for long enough, the spirits of your green beans will give up on their mortal coil and try to escape, seeping out through stomata or whatever other portals they can find. When they leave, however, the harshness of the freezer greets them in full force, and there they are trapped forever – crystalline fields frozen to the surface of your neglected vegetables.

We do our best to eat our vegetables before their souls escape, but sometimes time does elude us. At least those crystal veins make for a lovely spectacle to careful observers.

triology

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October 23, 2015 at 12:07 am

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Pollinator of the Day #2508

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Pollinator of the Day #2508

The newest lens to ride in my pocket weighs a little heavily, but it does a fine job at peering at close things, which is what’s important.

The sun was tasty on the way back this afternoon, and when I stooped to look closer at these tiny flowers, I found that someone else had discovered them as well. She explores them in a different dimension than I do, something rich in chemical sculptures, and she can immerse herself in the bouquet much more fully than I can.

I get to admire her iridescent sheen and the crimson of her eyes, as well, though, so I am happy with my lot.

it breaks my heart

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August 4, 2015 at 10:53 pm

Pachycephalosaurus of the Day #2507

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Pachycephalosaurus of the Day  #2507

Our plastic pachycephalosaurus friend sits here at the lip of his magnificent trophy, the vaunted FIFEL cup. The meaning of its name has long since faded from memory, but still the people hail it as the greatest measure of accomplishment.

Although the common folk believe the FIFLE cup is full of great riches that bestow the owner with incredible strength, the cup was emptied long ago. It’s little more than an empty bowl today, and plastic pachycephalosaurus keeps a hold of the edge of the cup to give the illusion that he still stands on a source of great power.

The others will learn someday, of course – plastic pterosaur will only keep a secret for so long.

a heart that offends

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August 3, 2015 at 10:41 pm

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Bubbles of the Day #2473

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Bubbles of the Day #2473

I ate on the lawn by cupid’s abandoned bow again, and as I sat there the heavy summer sun wicked water from the grass, leaving it suspended in droplets on the underside of my salad lid. When the meal was gone and the debris packed away inside, I saw these little refracted worlds on the surface.

It was lovely to be out, but as I walked back to worked I felt sun-sapped, ready for a nap – summer is built for lazy days.

seasons wait for you now

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June 30, 2015 at 10:43 pm

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Shoulder of the Day #2411

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Shoulder of the Day #2411

The sun was enticing today and I had been indoors too long, so I went out planning to sit in the grass and continue reading up on Scala. I turned the corner and didn’t get much farther, because tiny flowers were blooming on spiraling spikes and little round planets, and every species of insect had come out to enjoy them.

I am still learning to use my macro lens, but I think I’m getting a bit better at handling it; just tracking a tiny subject can be tricky, and the depth of field is so shallow that it’s easier to focus by moving the camera than by adjusting the lens itself. The limbs upon which the insects foraged swayed in the breeze, and the insects themselves constantly crept round every side of their little worlds; all this made the process of taking photos a game of reflexes and timing and luck, just hoping to capture images in the fleeting instants when they became crisp.

The bees look like they are coated in brown sugar, or like they wear the thick fur of a bear, which seems appropriate in its own way.

I just want to be near you

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April 29, 2015 at 11:46 pm

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