Mum

“Take something to remind you of her”, they suggest.
“I already have”, I say.
In the cookbooks you gave me, the marks of my cooking throughout their pages,
In the jugs and vases dotted around the house, the result of many years happy scavenging together,
In the poetry books on my shelves, purloined from yours over the years,
In the pictures on my walls, presents from you to remind me of home.
I don’t need objects to remind me of you.
But everywhere I look I can see your love.

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Ode to Mother Earth

Today’s Daily Create is to write an ode to Mother Earth.

Oh gentle Earth, beneath our feet,
Your patient pulse, your rhythmic beat,
In verdant fields and oceans wide,
You cradle all in arms so wide.

From mountain peak to forest deep,
Your mysteries you guard and keep.
In every leaf, in every stone,
Your quiet grace, your ancient throne.

The rivers sing, the wind replies,
A symphony beneath the skies.
You gift us soil, the air, the seas,
The fruits we pluck, the shade of trees.

Yet how we bruise and how we mar,
The bounty that you’ve placed afar.
Still, with each dawn, you rise anew,
Forgiving all we fail to do.

So let us pause, with reverent heart,
And pledge anew, a kinder start.
For you, dear Earth, our lives sustain,
In sun and storm, in joy and pain.

With help from ChatGPT

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Silent Sunday

285 Ducks at Tebay

285 Ducks at Tebay” flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC-SA) license

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On death

She slips away gradually
Retreating from the trivia of everyday life
The daily paper resting, unread, upon her lap –
Sometimes she notices and is surprised to find it still unopened –
No more Suduko, no more politics
(This latter is a relief to her left-wing children!)
Her mind folds in: a moth without a flame
As her body tells her it is time to leave.

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Silent Sunday

Main Building

Main Building” flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC-SA) license

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N+ Sonnet

Today’s Daily Create asks us to share a poem in celebration of National Poetry Day, with this year’s theme being counting. I chose a Shakespeare Sonnet:

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date;
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
   So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
   So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

And used a N+ generator to remix it. Here’s the N+8 version:

Shall I competition thee to a summer’s deadline?
Thou artist more lovely and more temperate:
Routine windpipes do shampoo the date buffers of May,
And summer’s lectureship hath all too short a daze;
Sometime too hot the eyepiece of heed shines,
And often is his goner composition dimm’d;
And every falcon from falcon sometime deductions,
By chant or nature’s changing courtyard untrimm’d;
But thy eternal sunbeam shall not fade,
Nor lose postcode of that falcon thou ow’st;
Nor shall debt branch thou wander’st in his shallot,
When in eternal linguists to tin thou grow’st:
So long as mandolins can breathe or eyepieces can see,
So long lives this, and this gives lift to thee.

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My Values

I’ve been asked to contribute to a collective statement about our teams values. Sigh. I know how these things go. First everybody takes time to come up with a set of values they believe in, then everybody talks as a group to come to a consensus. The result is a set of generic values that could have been found by quick internet search. Then the list is put to one side and never consulted again. So, as you can guess, I’m not going to spend much time on this. I did suggest that we take the UofG values and show how we embody those as a team, but I’m not going to get off that lightly. So here’s an exercise from Brene Brown that I think is worthwhile doing as an individual. She suggests that we start with her list of 50 values (and add your own if you want), circle those that you think are the most important and whittle them down to two core values. As she says, this is HARD – I can get to a shortish list, but choosing the final two takes time. Anyway, here’s my initial list:

  • Transparency/openness
  • Accountability
  • Responsibility
  • Integrity
  • Authenticity
  • Honesty
  • Reliability
  • Collaboration
  • Ethics
  • Reflection

When I look over my list, most of them can be summed up by one value: authenticity. I’ll choose collaboration as my second value.

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Dear Postcards

postcard boardpostcard board” flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC-SA) license Dear Data is a beautiful book that tells the story of how two people became friends by sending weekly postcards to each other for a year while living in New York (Giorgia) and London (Stefanie). In 2016, when the book was first published, a global group of educators called CLMOOC read and were inspired by it. In the original project, Giorgia and Stefanie choose a different weekly theme (as you might guess from the title of the book their postcards chronicled the type of data they had chosen to collect each week). In CLMOOC we began by choosing and announcing a monthly theme. After a while we slowed the pace and began choosing a new theme as a topic occurred to one or several of us. During the covid-19 pandemic we chose Post Pandemic Postcards as a theme, when the war in Ukraine broke out we sent Postcards for Peace. The way it works is this. People sign up to be part of the postcard project by completing a very simple Google Form with their name, address and email. Once they submit this, they are given access to the Google Sheet containing everyone’s details. What they do next is up to them. They can send a card to everyone on the list, or just a few, or just one person. They might choose the current or recent theme, or not. They might make a card, or buy one. There are no rules. Sometimes I send regular ‘tourist’ cards when I’m on holiday, and I usually make a bunch at Christmas and send them across the globe. In my PhD thesis I talk about how this activity helped our community to forge deeper connections, and the joy I feel when a card pops through my letterbox. I’d like to suggest that we set up a similar activity for this writing collaboration. There’s a few ways that we might do this. I’ve set up a Google Form to collect contact details of anyone who’d like to participate in sending physical cards – either by sending from their home address across the pond, or by using a service such as Moonpig to manage the delivery. Alternatively, or as well, people might decide to make digital postcards and send them to each other, and there’s lots of ways of doing that, such as this digital postcard app. I promise that I will send a physical card to everyone who completes the Google Form – I’m already getting my stationary ready!
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Silent Sunday

269 Glasgow Skies

269 Glasgow Skies” flickr photo by NomadWarMachine shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC-SA) license

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Vanishing thoughts

Where do some ideas go to? Yesterday I walked up the road to Uni, my head filled with an idea for a blog post. I remember that it was something I’d been thinking about for a while without having a firm idea of how to approach it, and as I walked I found my angle. I crafted sentences as I walked in the sun, watching the world as I walked and enjoying the autumn day. No need to write this all down, I thought – it was such a familiar topic that it would be clear to me later.

Then a meeting, and another, and then some news that held my attention for the rest of the day. When I sat down later to write I realised that my idea had gone – it had softly and silently vanished away. Was it a Boojum, or will my Snark return?

The Hunting of the Snark (cover)

Lewis Carroll (author), Henry Holiday (illustrator), Macmillan (publishers), Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

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