smoothing it around, it's the only thing.
Sometimes I need to wipe the words away and go here, just to move the brush around and watch things come.
In other news to hand, the ocean races are in full swing. The latest one was here:
I thought the outlook suited my mood. I swam quite nicely, like a whiting rather than a snapper. It was so rainy I did not get to see the baby sharks which live there.
I did not swim so well. Miss Jane beat me. This I do not like very much: I saw her go past.
I was a happy fish nonetheless. I was fast enough, just not fast as usual.
I hope she doesn't tell anyone that I have stolen these photos and not acknowledged them, because I will then be forced to bite her bottom next time she sidles past me in the ocean, and this she may not like. We know who took them, but I don't want anyone from over there coming to this private domain of mine courtesy of Google. Oh, the horror. Imagine!
15 comments:
I'm sure the orange fish has magical powers with which to deter the black dog! It looks like it knows a thing or two. Like it's been somewhere dark deep and come up again, all glowing. The swimming sounds lovely too, even if you weren't the fastest.
I love the brave lone pine.
oh how the ocean can sooth.
Lovely paintings, photo's aren't to bad either...as John Olsen once said, "photography is the soloist and painting is the full orchestra".
I promise I will not tell the person who you pinched them from...double promise :)
Thanks for your visit. I love the paintings and the photos. I love the colour orange.
I was reading your last post. It struck me the other day when I was thinking about something I need to write for Meggie that there are so many black dogs around at the moment. I had thought mine was largely weather dependant (this time of year is grey and dismal here) but it seems that people on the other side of the world and in the US are suffering the same way. I wonder what it is about late Jan/early Feb? Anyway, I should be writing this in my post not in your comment box!
Your blog is beautiful!
Oh yes and you were right about the N.
well well well...I'm not sure if this fish should be flattered or offended that you say you didn't swim so well because it passed you. I choose to be flattered. It is not often that 10 whole seconds separates us. TEN whole seconds! I can hear the cyberspace guffaws already. Not exactly a battering. You will always be my benchmark. Anything above and beyond that and I'm swimming out of my skin. Thanks for the competition. Lovely pics BTW, ethereal beauty.
Yes, meli, a special fish it is.
Meggie, I think we both have a thing for norfolk Island pines.
Oh, Anonymous, you have introduced an element of fear into my life...I just hope you are who I think you are, by the poetic tone, I think I am safe.
RB: how exciting. I am glad I found you. Thank you for coming here.
JAAAANE!!!
How could I have offended you so carelessly....I didn't mean it like that, I meant just to bring the attention of this corner of the blogworld to your watery talents, and our fishy bond.
I will still bite you if you do it regularly though.
FiFi..I'm smiling...love your paintings, and feel free to use the pics anytime, they are there to share.
aaaaaaaaaaggggggggggghhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
serves me right. stealing is a cardinal sin.
SPRUNG!
Great post, you thieving, bottom biting creature of the depths.
The black dog doesn't swim then?
Good.
Goodness, those were a dramatic lot of comments!
Painting and swimming sounds a splendid combination. I haven't done either for a long time but I'm tempted...
Those are nice pictures. What was the black and white one showing? It looked like a canoes being rowed up onto a beach somewhere. It almost looked like something out of a movie. I also liked the blue-and-gray ocean on a brooding day. I may borrow that one and post it on my blog at some point, credited, of course, to my dear Fifi.
i think you should bite her showy-offy bottom anyway
;0)
pod: i sure will....
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