If you do not wish a man to do a thing, you had better get him to talk about it; for the more men talk, the more likely they are to do nothing else.

Events underwater. Just off Errol Flynn Reserve, Sandy Bay. December 2011.

Today for Theme Thursday I want to talk about taste. It is generally agreed that there are five basic tastes. Today’s theme is one that does not agree much with me: SWEET.

I may be SWEET, but I have no great desire for it. People go on about SWEET want it, are addicted to it and in some cases are enslaved by it; but it has never particularly rocked my world.

You see (and you would never guess this by the blog) I like Bitter, Sour and Salty. I have some time for Umami, but it is a clear runner at number four in my list.

Colourful events underwater. Just off Errol Flynn Reserve, Sandy Bay. December 2011.

Comments

The Silver Fox said…

Excellent shots there! Intriguing text as well. But my favorite part is the title. I wish there were a few things in my life I'd talked about rather than done.

15 December 2011 at 16:22

Lady Whispers said…

wow what excellent shots....love it :)

16 December 2011 at 00:30

Brian Miller said…

dude great shots...love the texture of the water....and i would much take sour over sweet any day...

16 December 2011 at 01:08

Gemma Wiseman said…

Love the beautiful tones in those photos!

My life seems to be a balance of sweet and sour tastes! Depends on the mood, the moment and the season!

16 December 2011 at 08:07

Mrsupole said…

I think my hubby must follow that motto because he talks and talks about winning the lotto but has he done it, noooooooooo......LOL

Love the pictures, they are fantastic and lots must be happening under the water. Very abstract, which is my favorite.

I do like sweet and salty and sour and oh heck I just like food and it shows when I look into the mirror. I need to stop disliking it so much or stop bending my elbow. Big, big sigh.

Thanks for playing with us again even though your favorite is not sweet. Happy Theme Thursday to you.

God bless.

16 December 2011 at 23:40

Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it...

I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral

Zeal, n. A certain nervous disorder afflicting the young and inexperienced. A passion that goeth before a sprawl.

Here I have tried my hand at the homemade sepia-toned photo. I wasn’t happy with the way that the sun had washed out some of the colours in the original, so had a bit of a fiddle because I like the look on Henry’s face, and didn’t want to pass on posting it. I have a tip for those of you burdened with the great, unceasing weight of parenthood. I have a new recipe, in the vein of the quick microwaved chocolate cake . Get this, microwaved potato chips . I gave them a run on Sunday, Henry liked the so much I did it again last night. Tonight, I shall be experimenting with sweet potato. I think that the ground is open for me to exploit opportunities in the swede, turnip, carrot and maybe even explore in the area of pumpkins. Radical, I know. I’m a boundary-pusher by nature. It's pretty simple, take the potato. Slice it thinly (it doesn't have to be too thin, but thin enough). Lay the slices on the microwave plate, whack a bit of salt over the top and nuke the buggers for five minut

This will hurt me...

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