Looking into an iris, the complexity of the pattern multiplied exactly as a feature of the species is a source of wonder.
Outside the Ragged Trousers in the Pantiles a man asks if he can borrow a pen. "I'm just going to back a horse," he says by way of explanation. At the next table, he sets to, marking a racing list in a paper spread out before him. He has a mobile phone and is in the process of calling his bookmaker. When five minutes later, we are about leave, I approach him to retrieve my pen. I put my hand forward in a gesture to indicate the pen, which he is holding in one hand, and not wanting to disturb his phone call, I don't say anything. Not expecting me and obviously preoccupied, he extends his free hand and absentmindedly shakes mine. Eventually he catches on, and returns the pen. I am still wondering whether the pen helped him back at least one winner.
Today, I realize to my surprise that I have been writing this blog for precisely four years. That adds up to 1440 posts and to an average of 360 posts a year. It was always my intention to post three observations every day, following the example of Clare Grant, whose Three Beautiful Things, now in existence for just over five years, has proved a lasting inspiration. Looking for subjects, which are curious, interesting and beautiful every day, continues to be a pleasure and to be a formula, which assists in the maintenance of my sanity if not complete happiness. Apart from the personal satisfaction, which it brings me , the blog has made me a number of friends across the world, who seem to share my appreciation of the charm of small things, the richness and variety of nature and even the intricacies and pleasures of technology. I wouldn't be without it. Or them.