The Replies Book

Don’t dilly-dally they said.

Who would?

The time is now isn’t it?

But when you can sit on the deck of your cabin watching the occasional fly-ripple on the lake, sipping coffee until it cools to lake temperature, who wants to do anything but dally?

But when you are on Main street Big City, a bit of quick footwork, alert awareness and swish and dash, that seems a better fit.

Whatever – don’t think about it too much.

Remedy: Just make sure to avoid wearing black clothes which are at best depressing, funereal, sinister or dull.

Then, all will be better.

Permanent link to this post

Build it and they will paint it.

We tried painting a building that had not yet been cosntructed.

We used a lot of paint to no effect, just a puddle of Jackson Pollock-like dimensions and tensions.

It would be enjoyable to decorate first and form afterwards.

Think how good it would be to see the completed thing in situ, before it exists!

AR allows this, but it’s not the same as the feel of standing in the fresh breeze outdoors and seeing how well your architectural prize slots in.

Permanent link to this post

Sift and sip slowly.

At high speed the amount of concentration needed is the same as at a slow amble, it just needs more focus, less interruption and laser-sharp attention.

Sharp.?

Well think of it kindly and with some time to spare.

Just like the other good things that came in the day’s news.

Permanent link to this post

The mirror and the staircase.

Silently and with great beauty.

Everyone or perhaps anyone, could see.

A glittering sunlight of late afternoon and a reflection.

A small white boat on the horizon.

A bag of rice and two plates of salmon pate.

Turn again and re-appraise.

Permanent link to this post

Many standard settings are simply bad.

Improving the beauty of stunning occasions, they climbed a hill, traversed a river that ran rough and tough, and pitched camp under large-leaved trees.

Scanning the horizon which was rather close as the trees blocked any distant view, they saw the words pile up like a storage problem solved.

Two pizzas, a moment’s pause and an envelope later, the skies appeared in a vermillion poise.

There are still new lands and new views, we discover.

Permanent link to this post