tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post5808374608139371630..comments2023-10-08T11:12:33.841+03:00Comments on Excursions in words and occasional photographs...: Probably not in the guide booksJohn Fosterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06269579852499589966noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post-2240615123138914322012-02-22T17:17:16.042+02:002012-02-22T17:17:16.042+02:00Wow, thank you for sharing great photo's and i...Wow, thank you for sharing great photo's and information.Magnetic Island Artist Edward Blum.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16414987402821648843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post-41445391698774863812011-10-29T08:51:05.384+02:002011-10-29T08:51:05.384+02:00Vivre le Magner au mess perhaps!Vivre le Magner au mess perhaps!John Fosterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06269579852499589966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post-87360926525127672262011-10-29T04:55:22.078+02:002011-10-29T04:55:22.078+02:00Physical construction John, was never a strength, ...Physical construction John, was never a strength, which is what I was referring to. But even in my strengths whatever I try to put together ends up seeming a mess to me, these days. Thoughts and words are the materials I'm referring to now, but I've pulled a mess of those together into something better in the past so, despite myself, I still have hope. I had my mid-life crisis some years ago, so maybe this is my beginning-of-the-end-life crisis. Or beginning of my new beginning birth pain crisis, would be better. Apparently the future starts today, they say, and nature always provides raw materials to build it with, even if they seem a mess.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post-17207579787602392112011-10-28T10:26:48.462+02:002011-10-28T10:26:48.462+02:00Your comment gives me reason Andrew to believe tha...Your comment gives me reason Andrew to believe that you have been taking, since you claimed in a post some while ago that you were less than confident about cooking for yourself, domestic science lessons.<br />Perhaps, though, you are referring to 'mess' in the contemptuous or disgusted sense of, 'a concoction, jumble, medley' or even, 'a dirty or untidy condition of things. (OED). In the latter sense of the word I am and, according to my late mother ever was, a 'mess' person. I am happy with this. it puts me in company with nature wherein little is regular or ordered but it seems to work well enough and is, when left unadulterated, æsthetically beautiful.John Fosterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06269579852499589966noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5096884235079668296.post-74760306643281247172011-10-28T01:07:37.176+02:002011-10-28T01:07:37.176+02:00A fabulous construction. I so admire people who ma...A fabulous construction. I so admire people who make things. I can rarely make anything, other than a mess.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com