Friday, October 26, 2018

Random thoughts on a bloodshot Friday in Boulder

"You have red spots in your eyes," Cece said to me this morning when we were cleaning our teeth. I taught her the word 'bloodshot.'

Some noo-nah whose number I don't recognise woke me up at 11.30 p.m. last night by trying to Facetime me. I couldn't get back to sleep and at 2 a.m. I gave up and went downstairs to make a cuppa and do the Flatirons jigsaw that Isaac and Wendy and I have been working on in random moments since Saturday.

It's made by Liberty Puzzles in Boulder. I and W have several. Every piece is unique. They are the hardest jigsaws I've ever done. It was very soothing.

I was also soothed by a message from a talented photographer friend I've met through Twitter. She responded to my sad post of yesterday by sending me a helpful article by the ex photo editor of The Times in which he says:

Photography for me is purely about connecting with my subject, not just recording it, or trying to please other people. I’ve ceased trying to be other photographers and visiting those well-known places where the tripod feet have left bare patches in the soil. I shoot purely for myself. Some might say it’s self-indulgent, but if spending time alone in the places that resonate with me is self-indulgent, then yes, I am. And I love it.

You can read the entire article here.

And later in my Twitter feed I came across this:

At breakfast time this morning we saw a fox in the garden. The list of wild animals spotted in the garden here now looks like this:

mountain lion

This morning as I walked the girls to catch the school bus, I was trying to recall the words of that A A Milne verse Lines and Squares:

Whenever I walk in a London street,
I'm ever so careful to watch my feet;
And I keep in the squares,
And the masses of bears,
Who wait at the corners all ready to eat
The sillies who tread on the lines of the street
Go back to their lairs,
And I say to them, "Bears,
Just look how I'm walking in all the squares!

...and then realised it's probably not an appropriate verse to recite to a 6 year old Boulder girl for whom bears are a reality.

Here's a photo I took after the bus had come. No bears, no foxes. Just me and the leaves and the blue sky.


ana said...

Loved reading this new post, Sue. It’s just infused with joy. It has everything that I so value in your writing. And beautiful photos!

Sue Hepworth said...

Oh Ana, thank you!
Happy weekend!

Anonymous said...

I really enjoy reading your blog - the ups and the downs - am often lost for words to know what to say in response. There has been an experiment to raise awareness of the isolation of the elderly - a young man recently lived for a week not talking to anyone and not having access to social media, only the television and the radio. He kept a video diary - at the end his comment was he lacked the sense of connection to others. This is what your blog does -through it I feel a connection - not just to you but to a wider world - thank you. Jenetta

Sue Hepworth said...

Thank you, Jenetta. This is very encouraging. So often I wonder.

Isaac said...

I still can't quite believe we had a mountain lion. Crazy!

You can set your phone to automatically go into "do not disturb" mode between time periods you choose, e.g., from 9pm to 7am.

Sue Hepworth said...

Thanks. xxx