Move your eyes past the clutter of lace, rose petals, sea shells; past the near invisibility of glass plates, past the strangeness of orange sections on lunch-box lids, and a bottle of hot sauce, accompanied by, of all things, a Costco-sized bottle of honey; past the mess of laundry on the love seat. None of this is the point of the shot.
Actually, this shot had no point, except to take a couple of quick clicks to work on some focusing issues. BUT. Look at the color of the sky, out of both windows.
Maybe the best of lives are made up of such serendipity – a momentary glance through a viewfinder reclaims a perfect shade of periwinkle in the midst of the chaos of a life.
Other things to think about this weekend:
- Email apnea. Oh, the sucking, black hole of the internet strikes again. Hat tip to the blog of Gwenda Bond.
- Is the ordinary too boring?. This piece discusses the concept of “the unexotic underclass.” They might also be known as “the middle class” and — well, just read the piece. It’s a little longer, but well worth the effort of thought.
- Never wanted to go to Australia? Too many things eager to kill you there (even solely via heart attack)? Australia says, “No, really, I’m HARMLESS!” with giant pink fluorescent slugs. No, really. You’re welcome.
The Hobbits wish you a blissful weekend, doing what we love best: finding a quiet corner, a hammock, and a book. Oh, and food. Second breakfast, if possible, and lashings of tea. ☺
Funny, the periwinkle was the first thing I noticed. I had to actually look back at the image to see the plates and honey. (Though I did notice the stage orange slices…)
Hope your weekend hammock and book are all they are supposed to be.
Before I read what was on the table, I assumed the honey was whiskey. Ha! 🙂
That article on the unexotic underclass is amazing–I want to send it to everyone I went to school with. Dang. Good stuff.
Hope you all had a fantastic weekend!
I love those plates! Didn’t notice them, until you mentioned them. 🙂