|Sunset, 29 April 2015|
"Just a thought..."
I woke up Wednesday morning, somewhat horrified at what I had posted.
That's just not me, not really.
The painting was of The Whiff of Grapeshot by F. de Myrbach, an Austrian painter. The painting purports to show a brief vignette at the disturbance in Paris known as the 13 Vendémiaire. Some histories call it a battle, some call it a series of riots. People died and the disturbance was eventually put down by troops under a fellow by the name of Bonaparte.
The title of that post was "Leur donner une bouffée de mitraille...," a not so vague allusion to the recent events in a couple of American cities.
Why was I horrified?
It was an over-reaction on my part. The citizens of the city which has experienced the most recent troubles seem to be making a big effort to calm tensions in that benighted place on the shores of Chesapeake Bay.
That post wasn't seen by many, fortunately, as it did not reflect my real feelings. It was an emotional reaction to current events. Which is why I generally try to avoid such things here on the blog.
I'm not apologizing, just letting everyone who saw the post know what happened to it.
No one complained. No one, as far as I could tell, was offended.
Besides which, Wednesday was far too pretty a day to be angry about anything.
|The sound of the waterfall is soothing...|
|The fish are fat and happy, glad that Spring is here...|
|Under The Missus Herself's tender care, the garden is coming alive...|
|Anya is content to chill out with her Pop (that would be Yours Truly)...|
|And soon the cherry blossoms will be in full flower...|
Things might get better, they might get worse or they might just stay the same.
I am no philosopher, I'll leave that to the Pythons...
Which serves as introduction to... A BONUS VIDEO!