Blue Skies

Blue Skies and Cape Bulbul

Haiku 202

Nothing but blue skies

And chirpy little Bulbul

On sleeping grape vines

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I was wandering round the garden with my new cell phone, taking pictures of flowers and stuff to familiarise myself with the camera.

I was snapping away at my yellow honeysuckle when I heard a determined twittering coming from overhead.

I pointed my camera upwards and clicked.

Luckily, before he flew off, I captured this cheeky little Cape Bulbul, sitting in the winter grape vines and telling me to get lost!

Though he’s not quite in focus, I’m showing the photo here because of that blue, blue sky!

And I know I’ve said it before, some years ago in I see Skies of Blue, but obviously it still bothers me, so I’ll say it again.

As a teenager at school in England, I always painted my skies this deep blue colour. My art teacher, who didn’t like me or my work, criticised yet another of my humble efforts, squashing any artistic dreams I might have had, when she briefly glanced at my “work of art” and said, “You don’t get skies that colour!”

Well, Ma’am, “Yes you do!”

Over here, most days, all day, the sky is resoundingly this marvellous deep clear blue. And my blue wasn’t even as deep as in the above untouched photo!

The thing that bugs me is how teachers back then often totally crushed any individuality or creativity in you.

I mean, it was a painting for Pete’s sake. Why couldn’t the sky have been green, had I so chosen?

 

To see how blue the sky really was, tilt your screen away from you.Β 

 

21 thoughts on “Blue Skies

  1. paulsprepping

    I remember when I was in school having just done a physics class (aged 11) on the moon and something stuck in my head. A Blood Moon.

    Next class, art (creative studies).
    So I did a little watercolor of a river with a blood moon over it, RED, and dripping into the water.

    Know what that got me?
    A trip to the doctors as the teachers thought “I had a problem”.

    The doctor thought it really funny when I turned around and said “if they call it a blood moon, who am I to argue!”
    “Nothing wrong with you” he said laughing!”

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  2. A Curious Introvert

    Always love your blue skies and was surprised at how quickly I remembered those moments and the different reaction to those that encouraged individuality. Although, Harper does agree I was not meant for a singing career after a year of listening to me sing in the car.😁

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    1. scifihammy Post author

      I’ve sort of got used to these SA blue skies, but still like the British pale blue skies, with fluffy white clouds, that I grew up with., πŸ™‚

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  3. Murphy's Law

    Stunning blue sky! And yes, even a deeper blue when I tip the screen away from me. Love your line, “On sleeping grape vines”.

    I had those teachers too. Always criticizing, never praising. To prove how damaging their remarks were, we haven’t forgotten them!
    🐾Ginger 🐾

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    1. scifihammy Post author

      Thank you so much! πŸ˜€
      Yes, I think we all had some of those teachers! But we survived! πŸ˜€
      All the best πŸ™‚

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  4. quiall

    I think the blue is perfect! I have a picture of a heron in a tree with almost the same blue sky. I still remember some of the rebukes made to me as a child, It hurt then and it hurts now, 50+ years later.

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    1. scifihammy Post author

      Thank you πŸ˜€
      It must have been wonderful to see the heron. πŸ˜€
      Yes – our old teachers have a lot to answer for. Nowadays I guess the school kid would sue them!! πŸ˜€

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