First September Blog (4-9-18)

Where has the time gone since my last blog?  Days, that have slipped away, unbeknownst, or so it seems.

I do not make plans for future travails.  I have these things rolling around in my head, thinking I will get time to write ( or paint, even), and the time just disappears.  On mundane things, like eating, preparing food to eat, health issues, etc., etc..

Having said that, I do spend time reading emails, and such electronic things.  Which to some might seem like a waste.  In some cases it sort if is, but in others, it is a path of enlightenment.  In contact with people on the American continent, a few in Europe from  time to time.  This keeps me in touch with many nice people, some I used to Pen Pal with, back in the day.

The first part of the year was not good, in more ways than one.  Then we had that heatwave.  I could do nothing whilst the temperature soared.  Now the weather has become stable and cooler, and so much more comfortable.  Again, I have to follow new regimes which can be tiresome, irksome even.

So writing, or painting often has to be put aside until such times as I have time or feel well enough to delve into these projects.  Hence I occasionally resort to posting work completed earlier.  A barque, but there it is!

Oft times, my mind drifts back to the completed novels sitting languishing on my old defunct computer.  If I could, I would rewrite them here.  But it is so many years now since I wrote them, and although I remembenr much of the story and plot lines, it would be a tremendous strain to try to remember every scene, every word I have previously written.  Have any of you writers done this before?

Some writers and painters go on into their 9th decade with clarity.  A few more into their eighties.  I am in the latter category and find day to day life a lot harder than it used to be.  But, I shall struggle on.

This must be all for this blog.  Please be careful, this world is not as safe as we might think.

Evelyn

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Following the feeling…

How very true.
Evelyn

The Silent Eye

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Have you ever done something completely illogical, just because it ‘felt right’? Chances are that you have, and that it turned out that listening to that inner, elusive prompt was the best decision you could have made. In bypassing the circuits of habit and the imposed logic of the everyday world we sometimes manage to tap in to a deeper understanding and a clearer vision, one that sees beyond the boundaries we tend to impose upon ourselves all our lives.

We build our vision of reality based on the interpretation of events, both through our own eyes and the filters we impose on ourselves, and through the interpretations we are taught as we grow and learn how to live in a society that has its own rules and preconceptions.

When we are taken out of our accustomed milieu, perhaps travelling to a foreign land where the culture, habits, manners and…

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First July Blog

First July Blog. 7.7.18

What If?

So, the world turns,

And we have to turn with it

Or remain steeped in the past,

Losing ground,

Ever trying to catch up,

Never quite making

The grade.

But, here is a thought,

Suppose,

Just for an instant

In real time,

Progress, as we see it,

Is not the great stride

We think it to be?

What if, what we have now

Is better than

What we may get

In the future?

Then the remainers

Will have

The last laugh.

The futurists may

Excelerate

Into oblivion,

Uncontrolled,

Eradicated in an

Extreme world

Of undesirability!

Copyright. Evelyn J. Steward.  July, 2016.

 (An old poem)

The JULY Journey.

First of July has brought wind and sun,

Third July, sunny, still a bit breezy,, but nice to see the sunshine.

Well, here we are people, for those of us in the Northern hemisphere, we are starting the downward slope towards the dreaded winter.

Some years we hardly get a decent amount of summer sunshine to call our names.  If we have , bad summers, how will we get through if we have a severe winter?  That, my friends, is the big question.  A dilemna!

I, for one, need warm weather.  I am a LEO, I need a certain amount of warmth in the summer to keep me going through the long, dark days, with cloudy skies, striking winds, chill autumns.

I know I tend to go on a bit about the weather.   But, I am English, and this  i what we do.  Especially when it does not go the way it ought.  This is my second tough year, and I think I, nay we all, deserve some warm or dare I say it, hot, sunny days during the few precious months that we deign to call our summer.

This year, we seem to be having a glorious amount of summer heat (too much for some people), and most are out enjoying the sunshine as often as they can.  One might say, reveling in it.  It IS that big a deal here in the U.K.

Everything, tree, shrub, plant alike, has done its burgeoning.  Is settled into the state of flowering, ripening fruit, corn, squashes, etc., so it does not need to ‘push’ ahead any more.  In fact, I have already seen leaves skittering down from some of the early-leafed trees.  A sure sign we are going towards the downhill slope, faster than we might like.

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I have no young children ready to enjoy the mid-July/August to first week in September, school holidays.  But, it has always amazed me that we send ‘our’ children into the holiday season in almost the eighth month of the year, when the summer Solstice in the third week in June.  The longest day if the year.  In the British Isles, this is  important as we are very high up on the Meridians, much further north than, say, New York.

Also, we are Islands bathed in the Gulf Stream which, in winter, keeps us a bit warmer than we would otherwise be.

There must be a reason for these weird school Terms/Semesters!  I suppose, if it concerned me more ( remembering that when my child attended school, computers were not around, as they are now!) I would Google to seek the answer.   All we can do is hope that ni disaster threatens the path of the Gulf Stream, to send it further south.  It would men much colder winters here, as it was in the past.

 Is it because it fits into some amorphous scheme, thought of in long bygone years?  Times perhaps more suitable to places with better climes, like  Rome, perhaps, France even?  

We were conquered by Normans, and Normandy is after all, where the weather is probably more inherently milder than in the British mainland.  {I would appreciate an answr, if you have one).

It is one of those curiosities which, for no other reason than sheer nosiness about trivia, that take up nano seconds of my day.

Back to the heatwave we are currently enjoying  my blueberry has a few brown leaves.  I checked up on the Royal Horticultural web site which tells me i  been short of water.  The plant tells you this by withdrawing water from some top leaves.

I did try to keep them watered, but was in hospital in April so, that and the strong heat may be the culprit.

Have great holidays, or summers.  Take very good care, wherever you are.

Evelyn.

Last June Blog, 30-6-18.

Last June Blog. 30-6-18

“The sun has got his hat on,

hip, hip, hip hoorah,

the sun has got his hat on

and he’s coming out to play”!

The sun shines, all’s right with the world.  At least, in the  UK , I think everywhere in the UK has sunshine?

We love to get our summer sunshine, whenever that happens to be.  Usually for  few days in June.  Maybe this year we will get a longer summer, maybe not.  We never know!

During the long dark days of late autumn, winter and early spring, whatever that all means, we dream of days of light.  Days that actually mean ‘full days’ of light, not the pittance we often get masquerading as summer, but full blown long, hot, sumner days.  Days we can sit in the garden or stroll through a park, enjoying a sunny spot of dry grass to sit on and watch birds or talk ‘about the weather’, as we often do (sunny or not).

This year looks as though we may have more than just a couple of summer days.  Of course, now I have ‘put the mockers on it’.  Will say no more, will not tempt providence.

What many of us do, during those dark winter times, is plan our summer gardens.  We look through catalogues for seeds and plants.  Or, if like me, you buy plants as the fancy takes you, and the spring leads on into summer, you think on what it will be like when the fruit flowers bloom.  In our minds, count how many berries will grace our palettes.  How pretty our flowers will turn out to be from those first tempting buds.

And now, that longed for summer sunshine has arrived.  We start to complain that we have used up rainwater in the barrels and have to raid the taps.  Some plants do not like tap water but you tell them ‘ it is only for a short while and we usually get rain in July’.  I have read that some Councils are talking of hose-pipe bans already.

Job’s Comforter, you say?  Well, we all need rain for a time.  If only life was like Science Fiction, where we could order rain to fall during the night, and that it would stop at sunrise!  Unfortunately, Science Fiction is just that.  Fiction.  It does not happen that way.

We water our tubs, hoping that plants in the ground will be able to cope with water from a hose just twice a week, if they are lucky. (My climbing roses that have not been watered at all and were suppised to last from the last rainfall weeks ago, are going brown).

If you do not do any gardening, the above is not applicable.  But if you run, play tennis, take the dog for a walk, then it is.  You see, the summer affects us all, in one way or another.

Unless my words fall true, which I hope they do not as, apart from water, we NEED a good summer, once in a while.  We NEED the Vitamin D we get from sunshine.  People in these islands get little enough Vitamin D.

Have a great summer, wherever you are.  Be careful, do not get sunburn, that is deadly.

Evelyn

The Promise Of Tomorrow

Wonderful sentiments, is that the right word? Lovely purple hair, great picture.
Evelyn

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Tomorrow is another day, who knows what it will bring but there is always some kind of magical promise of the unknown.

I found this lovely poem on a website called PoemHunter.com which I thought I’d share with you ..

It’s by a guy called Hebert Logerie and goes like this;

Tomorrow is another day to be strong,
Another day to hum a thankful song.

Tomorrow brings hope and happiness,
It’s another day to chase away all classes of sadness,
All categories of madness, and all species of silliness.

It is indeed another occasion to dream,
Tomorrow will be pleasant; let’s scream,
From the top of our lungs; let’s raise steam.

Tomorrow is another day to enjoy life.
It’s another hour to ignore the sighing wife.

Stop worrying, stop meditating; tomorrow will come,
With all styles of amenities, on top of the dome,
A crowd of pigeons are about to…

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