Author: eklastic

Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.

A Second Meeting

There I was trying to photograph these blue flowers, a variety of plumbago, when an orangey brown thick something crossed my lens.

The thick moth was a hummingbird hawk-moth. I only ever saw one once before, at the time thinking I had spotted a hummingbird (which do not live in the wild in Europe). So this new chance encounter was very lucky. I had no time to adjust my shutter speed and just kept clicking.

Reviewing the photos on my bigger screen at home, I was very gratified to see that I had managed to capture at least a recognisable hawk-moth.

FOWC with Fandango: Gratify

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Brevity Is the Soul of Wit

A teacher of religious education who was also a minister once said to our class: “A sermon can be about anything – but should not be over 15 minutes.” I think this holds true for most orations. If longer most wit (and enjoyment) is in jeopardy.

FOWC with Fandango: Brevity

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Tacit Agreement

“Loving someone is like moving into a house,” Sonja used to say. “At first you fall in love with all the new things, amazed every morning that all this belongs to you, as if fearing that someone would suddenly come rushing in through the door to explain that a terrible mistake had been made, you weren’t actually supposed to live in a wonderful place like this. Then over the years the walls become weathered, the wood splinters here and there, and you start to love that house not so much because of all its perfection, but rather for its imperfections. You get to know all the nooks and crannies. How to avoid getting the key caught in the lock when it’s cold outside. Which of the floorboards flex slightly when one steps on them or exactly how to open the wardrobe doors without them creaking. These are the little secrets that make it your home.”

Fredrik Backman, A Man Called Ove

Wednesday Quotes: Weathered and rustic