News

or Not

My blogging has been waxing and waning over the last couple of years--mostly waning. I'm going to make an attempt to change that if for not other reason than I like to say waxing. Also, I'm going to make a conscious effort to not have anything of substance on this blog. I will leave others to comment about the tragedies of the world, both natural and man-made, even though they effect me deeply. I will also let someone else talk about the news and how it is not really news, but just noise that tells us how upset we should be about something.  In other words, I'm going to emulate the  Seinfeld Show which very proudly advertised that it was a show was about nothing.

I'm not sure that will make my blog any different than it was before. We will see. But I hope this is a place you can visit and not be reminded of the difficulties in your life and the world. Or at least I hope that is what it does for me.

Here is my non-news item for today.

A sunflower is one of many flowers that have a center with intersecting spirals that can be defined by a Fibonacci sequence.  This sunflower was planted by a bird with seed from our bird feeders.

Until next time...

Crisscrossing Sprials

Sometimes Ward and I have a "discussion" during which we are irritated with each other. We're annoyed because we can't seem to get the other one to agree with what we think is a very good point.  We "discuss" for a while until we have a light bulb moment and realize that we haven't really understood what the other is saying. It often turns out that we agree on the issue, but haven't been communicating very well. This usually happens when we bring different perspectives to the situation, but we don't realize it. It doesn't occur to us that there is any other way to look at things other than our way because it seems so obvious.

I was reminded of this recently when I was showing Ward pictures of flowers that I had taken for a Second Look. He seemed to be staring at them for a long time and I finally asked him what he was doing. He said that he was looking at the Fibonacci crisscrossing spirals in the middle of the flowers. Translated, that meant that he was seeing spirals in flowers and thinking math.  I, on the other hand, was seeing petals, leaves, and colors and thinking plants. We were looking at the exact same things, but we were seeing different things.

I hope that I remember this example the next time that Ward and I have a "discussion", and we can get to our light bulb moment sooner rather than later.

What do you see?

Note: Ward plans to do a post on just the middles of these flowers and the Fibonacci series.