For today’s Daily Create, as I sit watching the rain and waiting for Storm Dave, I added rain and snow effects to the image.

For today’s Daily Create, as I sit watching the rain and waiting for Storm Dave, I added rain and snow effects to the image.

For today’s TDC, as it is Good Friday, I chose a passage from Nietzsche:
“God is dead. God remains dead. And we have killed him. How shall we comfort ourselves, the murderers of all murderers? What was holiest and mightiest of all that the world has yet owned has bled to death under our knives: who will wipe this blood off us? What water is there for us to clean ourselves? What festivals of atonement, what sacred games shall we have to invent? Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?” Nietzsche Die Fröhliche Wissenschaft, 125

Text weave flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (CC BY-NC-SA 4.0) license

The Kelvin at Kelvingrove flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (CC BY-NC-SA 4.0) license
For today’s TDC

Cats to do list flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (CC BY-NC-SA 4.0) license
A fun TDC today – spin two wheels and make some art with the result. Here’s my Tapir Harpy Eagle. made while sitting in Academic Standards Committee.

Tapir Harpy Eagle flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (CC BY-NC-SA 4.0) license
I am busy this week, and wishing I could switch off all of my work notifications and hide. So here’s my response to today’s TDC.
I live my life as a …?
If I lived my life as a cat
I could sleep all day, curled up on my mat
If I lived my life as a frog
I could hide away quietly, safe in a bog
If I lived my life as a bird
I could nest in a bush, unseen and unheard
But if I lived my life as a snail
I could try to hide, but I’d leave a trail

Snail in the rain flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC-SA 2.0) license
A poem for TDC5185
Silence is:
Watching the reflections of clouds dance over a calm loch
Sniffing petrichor through an open window after rain
Unsalted butter spread thickly on a toasted crumpet
And clean cotton sheets on a summer night

267/365 Mugdock flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (CC BY-NC-SA 4.0) license
For today’s TDC – a short jazzy tune