Owls and Orchids

image from apreelskyblue.wordpress.com

“But – but the greatest way to witness is by walking that straight and narrow and also realizing that you’re going to mess up. That’s what grace is for. We’re going to fall, but we’ve got to get back up. And you’ve got to improve. And that’s what I’m all about.”
Tim Tebow

I had planned on a beautiful array of photos taken on Sunday night, the night of the full moon, as the basis for a short blog.  I have been, and still am, having a slight hiccough thanks to some new meds for the Lyme disease I’m fighting. Nothing I won’t overcome, eventually. (It’s kill or cure and I am most definitely not in the mood for it being the winner. Oh no, I have far too much to live for yet.

However, as the fates would have it, the problems I have been enduring with my old laptop have finally taken their toll. It has had a semi fatal seizure and will play with me no more! It is now with the laptop doctor having a good colonic and inner repair work performed.  I hope it feels as good as I did after mine. (I did not, I felt thoroughly used and abused!)

So, you have a beautiful picture I have been saving for some time – it appears frequently because I feel it really sums up the light and dark which can shine from all of us at the right time. There is also a beauty and allure in the dark which is not readily apparent in the light.  Though I am now waxing lyrical which is probably the meds kicking in before they turn nasty again. Such is life in all its gory and glory.

I have purloined this computer for a few minutes, before the anticipated brain fugue and pain recommence, to apologise for not blogging again, but will be back, and with some photos I’m delighted with, even if they are late. They will serve as a wonderful reminder of the show we saw a few nights earlier.

Hopefully, by then. the laptop will behave and my tangles will be untingled as my fingers will be unfumbled.

image from larvalsubjects.wordpress.com

“Life isn’t like a book. Life isn’t logical or sensible or orderly. Life is a mess most of the time. And theology must be lived in the midst of that mess.”
Charles Caleb Colton

Susan x