☕ The aroma of freshly brewed coffee drifts across the house this morning.
Playing around again with Cinemin by Tinrocket, a couple of evenings ago.
I’m in the middle of doing this jigsaw puzzle showing a collage of various traditional British pub exteriors and signage. A puzzle that my mother gave to me. I love doing puzzles. The process relaxes me. Doing this one I’m finding is also making me homesick. There is nothing like a British pub and I am no longer around them. I miss them.
Sunset this evening.
I’m testing a Shortcut where I’m entering the text for my post directly into the Shortcut. Here goes…
This morning’s rainbow 🌈
I’ve been playing around with Tinrocket’s relatively new app Cinemin. While admiring what they can do, I do not normally choose to use apps that give photographs a artistic look, this one I am enjoying though. The images that Cinemin produces is,
Inspired by traditional animation art and films
Here are a couple of my first dabbles with the app, conjoined by Tinrocket’s collage app, Photo Tape.
Well it took a couple of attempts, but with the new Tapestry TestFlight build, Micro.blog is now on my Tapestry feed.
This evening’s sunset view from home.
Between the rainbow this morning and this sunset, the day has felt oddly discombobulated. Slowly productive, but sort of disjointed along the way.
This morning’s rainbow, accompanied by the moon 🌈
🥵 The last couple of days have been very humid. This morning outside it is like walking through a thick bath.
🥵 The last couple of days have been very humid. This morning outside it is like walking through a thick bath.
Monday 22nd July, 2024 Newsletter letter
Monday, July 22, 2024
Monday 22nd July, 2024 Dear Friends, I don’t think that I am in the business of looking after dogs anymore, at least not puppies. Please don’t get me wrong, I love dogs. However, my step-daughter who has a young French Bulldog has gone away with her family for a week, and my wife and I are looking after the puppy. He is sweet, but a lot of work and messy. Give him a few more years when he is happy with just a walk, doesn’t eat or drink sending everything everywhere, and doesn’t bring the outside in.
A part of the ruin of the old Sugar Mill in Paia, Maui.
Apparently today is National Ice Cream Day, at least here in the US, and I am sad to report we have no ice cream in the house.
Thanks to President Reagan, we celebrate National Ice Cream Day every third Sunday in July, meaning July 21 this year.
For more information on this important day, click here.
I’ve been playing around with muting keywords on two Mastodon apps. I don’t know what is involved with the coding, though I would have thought that catching individual words is not that difficult? However, from my experimenting I’ve decided that each one catches some, but neither catch all.
Where’s that mute button when I need it?
I was out last night searching for slugs and snails who might be eating our young lettuces, and instead I found this spider standing guard.
I don’t know. Some days just feel to me as though all the pieces are not fitting together correctly. Today everything felt scratchy and irritating. Nothing felt smooth and as though it was running well.
I’m hoping for a reset tomorrow.
For now I will enjoy the quiet, still evening and the moon rise. That does feel as though it is working as it should.
Those times when on hearing or seeing something I am triggered in a way that nudges something deep down inside me. That perception by the senses stirs something in me. It can be good or bad, or maybe in that moment I am unsure what the feeling is. But that something in me has been triggered is certain.
Such things don’t happen without a cause, and an investigation into that cause can be helpful. It can reveal a purpose as yet uncovered, an aspect of my personality as yet unknown, or some pain that needs healing.
And yet in that moment I am occupied with something else, distracted by the demands of others, or maybe adverse to wanting to explore what the cause of that trigger is. Then before I know it that feeling is forgotten about, subsumed under the activities of life. But it wont go away. It just lies dormant until a fresh trigger brings it back to the surface, returning the sensation back to consciousness and awareness.