theweir's posterous

Lemon Curd

I just sync'd Mrs theWeir's iPhone with the iMac for the first time in a good few weeks.

Found this nugget of a picture, and am quite taken by it.

Lemoncurd
It's homemade Lemon Curd in a nice glass jar, but I think there's life in the image and that's why I am so taken with it.

Simple objects can portray the most stunning beauty.

The craft of making something from other things.

The discipline to follow a recipie that's tried and tested.

The creativity to add a little of yourself.

The effort to stay with it.

The confidence to share it with others.

I'm thinking that there's so many parts of thie that are easy to skip over, thinking they aren't required. But we know that's selling ourselves short, missing what we were made for.

I know what that Lemon Curd was made for. I'm off to find a knife and some wholemeal bread.

There's messages here. Somewhere.

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When out walking the dogs this morning, I walked through the local skatepark.

I had to stop and take some photos, some nice grafitti, some less so.

But all of it says something. About the artist. About the area. About the mindset.

Rendered powerless

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While on the train home from work last night, I was hoping to book a train journey for further date. I pulled out the iPad, got the train details and went to book.

The searches were carried out on NationalRail.co.uk. All worked well. When I wanted to purchase, the booking was rerouted to East Coast Trains (the operator of the main line I'd be travelling on).

I got a bit of a shock when this was the view I ended up with...

has been offline for a few days, enjoying family and few views like this:

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Sharing just a couple of shots before going off the grid again.

It's great (and challenging) to be reminded of our fragility in the face of such grandeur. And yet we are loved.

Dig for victory!

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There's something cute about these posters I snapped at the Wartime Garden at Almond Valley Heritage Centre today.

I wonder sometimes if nostalgia for things of the war era (particularly for marketing (propaganda?) material like this helps or hinders as we deal with the horrors of war.

They seem so far removed from the history of holocaust and of torment. So perhaps they are more of a reminder that in the midst of such tragedy, there were people living amazing, sacrificial life.

Maybe they were inspired by these posters.