Letters To The Universe… The Modern Technology Edition

Dear Old Computer,
Thank you for making me take a breather. I know you have a lot to do, and can be quite slow at things, but I can handle that. Could you please try one thing for me, which would be greatly appreciated if you could do – could you reject the odd Windows Update every now and then? I’m sure if you barred them you would be running a lot faster. And why must we have an update every week anyway?

Dear New Computer,
I haven’t forgotten you. Oh no. I will be using you once again soon to create more 3D art, which is why I got you in the first place. Now that you aren’t connected to the internet, you don’t get those pesky updates, but I need to find a way to move the images I create from you to my old computer. I see a purchase of another portable drive coming on… portable being key here!

Dear Traffic Lights At Pedestrian Crossings,
Would you kindly explain as to why, when one is waiting to cross in heavy traffic when the heavens are opening, you take an eternity to change, yet when the weather is far more drier you change almost instantly? I don’t mind the rain, so if this is your idea of a joke it has fallen flat, but a little more consistency certainly wouldn’t go amiss.

Dear Watercolour Brush Pens,
I have finally bought you. I can’t use you, as you are taking a bit of getting used to, but I do like it how your colours blend when I add the water. I just now need to be able to make the shapes I put down on the watercolour paper actually look like something, and we’re onto a winner. It maybe, alas, a little too late for #WorldWatercolorMonth this year. (And quite possibly next year too, but we will see!)

Dear #WorldWatercolorMonth,
I am getting some paintings done, I’m extremely pleased to announce. Not as many as I would have hoped for, but some at least are getting done, so I am joining in the fun.

Dear Faster Broadband Internet,
Whatever did I do without you? You certainly are quicker, which I am enjoying immensely. The downside is you are opening up time a little which is still being flood-filled by other things right now. I can see I will have to balance the speed of you with the openings you are providing a little better. But please! Whatever you do, DO NOT slow down. You are fine as you are.

Dear Aliens,
I got the impression that you were telling me about some of your world’s plants in my dream the other night. I mean, I couldn’t really understand a word you were saying, with you being aliens and all that, but that was what I thought. I caught an image of one of your plants in my mind’s eye, so painted it in watercolour for #WorldWatercolorMonth. Yes, you have now made watercolour interplanetary! Thanks for that!

Dear Email,
I really do think you are remarkable. One minute what I type is here, and then, in a mere matter of seconds, you have gone to where you are required to go to… although, sometimes the emails can go slightly astray, especially when wrong email addresses are involved. Mind you, the postman can still deliver mail to the wrong address (even when the address is clearly printed in bold letters on the envelope) so there are some similarities with snail mail.

Dear Mobile Phone,
I must say how impressed I am at your automatic brightness setting on the display. I was sat by the Lake earlier today, in the shade from the trees. As you know, it was a little breezy, so as the leaves moved, bright sunlight shone directly through. I had no problems reading the screen in the brightest of light or seeming pitch darkness as you kept the display universal to my eyes. I must apologise for making you work so hard today, but you were impressive to say the least.

And Finally, Dear Blogland,
I hope you have a technologically fabulous weekend.

P.S., I almost forgot. Here is the watercolour of the alien flower I painted from a dream I had. At the end of this post is a link to Doodlewash, where you will find more details about World Watercolour Month, if you haven’t the foggiest notion as to what I keep waffling on about.

World Watercolor Month July 2019 Doodlewash

What Now?

So there I was, eating me cornflakes enjoying a lovely cool breeze, and I allowed my mind to wander. Dangerous stuff that, when eating your cornflakes.

I munched and crunched, and with each bite I could hear footsteps across a gravelled courtyard. “Halt!” A voice shouted as I swallowed.  I took another mouthful, and heard the footsteps start once again.

“HALT I SAID!” bellowed the voice. I started to wonder if the voice was telling me to halt eating, or the imaginary footsteps, whoever they belonged to, to stop marching.

I brought myself back to my senses, and continued eating anyway. Through the open window, I could hear the gaggle of geese fly away into the distance, honking and chattering as they did so.

Maybe Goose Leader wanted some of my cornflakes and was commanding his gaggle to stop and try and get some. Its funny, isn’t it, the things you hear when you aren’t truly listening?

Letters To The Universe… The Short Edition

Dear Blogland,
Apologies for the short Letters post this week, but time once again has caught up with me. Or I it, depending upon the point of view.

Dear Time,
Please could you slow down just a little for the next month or so? I have so much to do I just need to be able to fit it all in. Just going slowly for an hour a day would be perfect… whilst I’m doing my urgent bits and bobs. I would really appreciate it.

Dear Drivers,
Yes, I have to write to you again. Could you please remember that under normal conditions, the left lane is for turning left and the right lane is for turning right when at a junction where two lanes meet another road. A lot of you nowadays think both lanes are for turning left. An added problem is created here with drivers of cars without indicators – without basic rules of the road things could easily turn to pandemonium!

Dear The Weather,
Thank you for keeping the temperatures nice. It is warm but not too warm, meaning there are places which remain cooler so we can chill out just a little!

Dear #WorldWatercolorMonth,
Here is today’s watercolour, “Three Trees”. I must admit the trees are ink, so this is a mixed media painting; although the rest is watercolour:

And Finally, Dear Blogland Once Again,
Have a fabulous weekend.

P.S., please click the link below to find out more about World Watercolour Month. Thank you.

World Watercolor Month July 2019 Doodlewash

Letters To The Universe… The It’s Been A While Edition

The Letters To The Universe are back!

Dear December,
I can’t believe that you aren’t still with us. I also can’t believe that we are now on the Cusp of July. My last Letters To The Universe were sent on 7th December 2018, and that feels like last week… although I should remember that we had a heatwave in February, and that should remind me that we have actually passed December. I shall let you off this time.

Dear Heatwave,
You’re sneaking up on us, aren’t you? Well thank you very much for doing that… usually, you just spring yourself upon us without warning, as you did in February, but it’s so much better when you ease us into the long hot days. Not too hot, mind, so that I feel like I’m melting, but nice will do. Oh, and welcome back!

Dear Drivers,
Would you be so kind as to tell me where you manage to buy vehicles without indicators? Every vehicle I’ve had has always had two, one for turning left and the other for turning right, but I’m seeing more and more that don’t have them. It must save an awful lot of time being able to turn without indicating you are about to do so.

Dear Little Bird,
I hope you enjoyed your short visit to our world. I didn’t want to leave your little body in the centre of the lawn, so I moved it into the hedges, where I think you’d have probably spent most of your time whilst in our mortal existence anyway. Enjoy flying in your new place.

Dear Watercolourists,
Are you ready for World Watercolour Month next month? I think I am… although I had intended to give myself a head start and get a few paintings underway, but plans, time and I are, for most of the time, on completely different wavelengths.

Dear Sleep,
You seem to be hyper-powered at the moment, as I’m Feeling Good on the few hours of sleep a night I’m getting. I know it’s my fault for leaving it so late to get to bed, and then I have to get up in the morning a mere few hours later, but you are providing me with a few wonderful zeds. I think that’s Fabulous, and wanted to write to you to say so!

Dear The Word ‘Arcadian’,
You do not look as you mean. To me, I mean. When I think of ‘idyllically pastoral’, you aren’t the first thing that springs to mind. But what does spring to mind, when I see ‘idyllically pastoral’ is something extremely pleasant indeed. So I’m not complaining!

And Finally, Dear Blogland,
I hope you don’t mind, but I thought it was time to start sending a few of these letters out to the Universe once again. You never know, someone may read them!

Thank you for reading,

P.S. I always end these posts with a P.S., so here is this week’s P.S. Just a quick joke to launch the weekend with a jolly old laugh. A good laugh? A groan then? Ah well.

Oh! The joke!!!

A short psychic broke out of jail. There’s now a small medium at large.

Have a fabulous weekend!

The Pianist and the Rain again

At the end of April in 2012, we had a storm. I remember it well. I imagined a pianist playing in both competition and harmony with the rain, and these words summed up those thoughts.

This is simply ‘Pianist and the Rain’.

As the pianist played, the rain fell.
As the rain fell, the thunder sang.
As the thunder sang, the lightning danced.
As the lightning danced, the pianist played.

Thunder and music.

Lightning and rain.

Harmonious. Togetherness. Nature and sound.
Dancing. And playing. Music abounds.

In tune.

In rhythm.

Inside and out.

The pianist plays as the rains come down.

Thunder. Now birdsong. Raindrops galore.
Both nature and musician need to give more.