Computer Whisperer
Looking at how we’re evolving culturally, and how humanity engages with itself, for good and for ill.
As a tea fan (yeah, I love coffee, too), I’m glad to have discovered “It’s More Than Tea” some time ago. Today Jill posted about one of those low-intensity holidays: Tea For Two Tuesday. I appreciate her wry take on all these marketing-driven holidays, but then how she dives into the benefits of taking moments to appreciate the “small” things. There are lots of benefits from taking a moment and having a cup of tea with someone. So, take a moment and give the post a read.
Fellow blogger, Fandango, posted this response to another blogger, John Steiner’s “Cell Pic Sunday” prompt. I love prompts, so thought I’d dive in.
I took this photo a few days ago along the Edmonds waterfront (about 20 miles north of Seattle). I’m walking away from this squall (rather quickly, I might add) in an attempt to avoid getting drenched. Which was successful, though it was shifting from sprinkles to a steady rain when I got back to my car.
I’ve spent the majority of my life in this area. I walked this exact stretch of beach with my grandparents ages ago. I know the winds, the weather, yet sometimes get caught off guard. I was able to read the change before I got hit, while still meeting my step goal. I’ll take that as a win.
hiding amidst the grass
purple hints on the edges
the glories of spring
romances evolve
old man and woman hold hands
watching the sunset
I hope your Valentines Day is everything you hope for and need.
a new month
a new week
potential
through the evening rain
beyond the coming darkness
sun in the future
disliking horror
I find comfort in children’s
explorations of self
holding back the dawn
grey skies resisting sunlight
grace of rain soaked leaves
It’s a classic Seattle autumn morning. One that I delight in. I hope your autumn is off to a good start.
Keep breathing deeply
Listen to the birds singing
Sunlight upon trees
Life’s tensions overwhelm at times. Remember to stop, focus on breathing deeply,controlled. Today, while doing this, the bird’s singing became vibrant. It’s what’s really important in life.
Footsteps in gravel
A presence hidden by night
With sublime motion