August is here . . . the bastard sneaked up on me, getting here so fast that I don’t even remember July all that well. Or, it could be an age thing.
Still, I managed getting something together for the obligatory Monthly Calendar Post. As usual, I struggled to find an appropriate photo for the month. I knew I wanted something evoking summer, but I did not have a photo of a person slapping themselves silly as mosquitos mercilessly attack for a taste of blood.
I also did not have any photos of people wilting from the heat and humidity, or photos of people’s shoes sticking to the hot asphalt as said people cooked their eggs on said asphalt.
I went, instead back to January 2010 and Hawaii. Not literally, of course, although I wish it were. Even then, I had difficult choices to make. Go with the curious Peacock?
Perhaps the yellow flower and contrasting brown stalk?
Perhaps the bird and the fluffy flowers?
Maybe a different shade of yellow flowers?
Decisions, large or small, inconsequential or of tremendous importance to humanity, should all be approached with full knowledge of their impact not just in the immediate future, but literally in the future centuries of humanity’s journey.
Then I remembered; we’re not going to last centuries, the echo of our existence probably dying out if not by the end of this century, surely by the end of the next.
That took a lot of the pressure off as far as decisions go. I did a quick proof-of-concept comparison . . .
And there was but one answer . . . fluffy flowers.
Here’s the calendar.
Right-Hand Click anywhere on the pictures, and Choose “Save Link As . . . “.
Note that clicking “Save Image” will download the resampled image (640×954, 72dpi) WordPress created for the post. Suitable for viewing on the screen, but not suitable for printing.
“Save link as” downloads the native size of 11×17, 300dpi, but can be printed smaller. Printing larger may have mixed results depending on how knowledgeable you are.
Of course, saving is not required . . . one can just ignore the post. If you are adventuresome, and it does not work, let me know, and I’ll try to fix whatever WordPress screwed up.
Disclaimers: I do not guarantee the accuracy of the calendar. My general understanding of time is limited to it being (mostly) an arbitrary demarcation of the unidirectional flow of existence. Many instances in my life demonstrated to me the disconnect between any hard measure of intervals of time and the perception of said time intervals.
So, another eventful month. Unfortunately, most events were not welcomed intrusions in my life. Riots, killings, strife, and the constant chatter of self-important people as they insist on making sense of the nonsensical.
All that contributed to making July a less-than-productive month, at least as far as writing and photography go.
I know I should have some humorous thing here . . . let me see; maybe a quote from Lily Tomlin — “I always wanted to be somebody, but maybe I should have been more specific.”
Remember, you don’t have to use the calendar portion . . . you can cut out the bottom part, and you have a picture to hang on your wall.
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