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little insects on the glass. At the inside!
I had looked at some sites of the internet for ideas to make an alternative Christmas tree. Somehow there had come up my own idea yesterday and since it rained a little bit in the morning I had thought better start right now with it.
Two ladders I would like to lean on each other, enough fir-trees to cut some branches from to decorate the wood and bring down the Christmas decoration boxes from the attic.
Those two ladders are more then fourty years old and one can easily see how our siamese cats had climbed and damaged them with their nails.
So I first cleaned and sanded the wood and searched for a tin of paint that I could use. It was light green or dark blue. I let Piet Hein choose and he choose the light green, all right with me of course.
I painted outside, roughly, because I hope the branches will cover the wood entirely.
It started to rain and after the rain had stopped the sky was suddenly coloured a lovely blue.
Before the sun would disappear behind the hills we sat in the sun for a while.
The paint will dry during the night and I am curious if my idea will work well tomorrow or the day after that.

My haiku:

The little insects
Knew each other well enough
Greeting each other

And the proverb:

No flying from fate.

1732 T. Fuller (The Histories of the Worthies of England. and also in 1910 in Spectator 17 Dec. : 'All went well enough till a circus came to the town, and them I was mad to join it......I was called to it, and you can't go against your fate'.