Menorise; the Saturday Sayings






















"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer."
(Albert Camus)


Menofuutering; small stuff fills in ...

It's Tuesday, and I sit pondering what to post to the bloggy. I like to be ahead of the game if I can. Just a small thing of mine.

Outside the Hutch's window, it is blowing a blizzard. Trust me, this is not a B&W shot. Check again.























It doesn't lie for long on our hills. We are a mini peninsula jutting into the Clyde Firth. All that water about ensures quick melt. It is pretty while it lasts though. Well, once it's stopped snowing and you can see the hills.

The day before it was as green and brown as early spring and wind which had the gulls and pigeons flying backwards. As there were inordinate numbers of them up above the rooves, I am guessing they thought it was fun. Extreme uplift.

None of them about on Tuesday. Snow-surfing not so attractive, apparently.

Have found myself faffing a bit since I got back from Eastwards. Not really settled in 2018 yet. The rhythm has been lost due to a different beat bringing me into the year. That's okay. I have a great sense of rhythm. Once I have the measure of the beat.

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Part of that process is to set timings for myself. The metronome of life, if you will. Two hours of creative writing. Two hours capering among blogs. Two to three hours of research and contemplation.

What do I research? Philosophy, comparative religion, political and social commentary which may have a bearing upon the first two. They are filtered through the lens of Advaita Vedanta. The contemplation is crucial because to then teach and make observations, info must be thoroughly digested and assessed with as unbiased an eye as possible. There is no one hundred percent in this. For anyone. Equal balance is the best one can expect.

Then there is the stuff which is just of deep personal interest; science, environment and ecology, arts and culture. There were questions about the little sculptures along the foreshore of Stonehaven which appeared in photographs here earlier this week. No indication can be found as to the names of the creator/s. One place did suggest that Andy Scott (of The Kelpies) made the dolphin one, but am not convinced by that as it isn't quite his trademark style. The lack of recognition of the artist/s is a subject of discussion on several tourist sites and other blogs, I discovered! I had fun trying to find out though. Sometimes two or three hours just isn't enough.

In between these different small things, other little things fill the spaces. Puzzles, cooking, artwork, reading (non-research).

I fill time readily enough. I am not sure I gain as much in return as I would like. I need to beat that inner drum a little harder.

Now for something completely different; this week I am going to have a go at 'fill-ins'. Won't be a regular at this, but I quite liked the prompts this week as they kinda fit with the general feel of today's post.

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1. I have never been able to cut thread with my teeth. Nope, I don't have a 'bite'! 

2. I wish I could still 
 walk the hills. The old legs and spine keep me in the lowlands and short distances.

3. A good puzzle and early bed is my ideal winter night. 

4. Candlelight and Gregorian chant.

Menoguddling; what you find when you're not digging

I struggle to recall exactly how it came about; was on a research gig online (as is my wont), that much I do know. This is the blog of the no-wummins-land which is menopolyxinaemia, remember. More to the point, I do not. Remember.  If it happened sometime in the last ten minutes, it is sure to be lost in the grey matter. Make that ten weeks. Months... I digress. Another part of menosoup. Menosoup being the symptomatology of menopolyxinaemia.

Moving on. The thing I came across was this artist's generous offering of fun. Reading the instructions is essential for getting started. Here is the first of my efforts from it.































Well, to be fair, only the actual spiro came from the site. Having downloaded the file, I then worked infill colour in Paint. It is another, different, way to create mandalas. Something made me ask the question, and I came upon this second site offering similar.






















There are no instructions for this one, but it doesn't take too much experimentation to work it out. In some respects, I found it more flexible. Both will take practice to get any worthwhile results. Again, I downloaded and then tinkered with Paint and Phoxo.

Did you have a Spirograph set as kids? It was one of my favourtist toys. That and Etchasketch. Then the Meccano set, and aeroplane models. We were an equal opportunity family. Those that wanted prams got one. If we wanted the chemistry kit and soldering iron, there was no 'that's for boys' muttered or 'how about a toy kitchen set?' If you wanted to help grind down the valves in the car engine with your father, you were welcomed. Gender no barrier. Thanks dad.