I saw the eye doctor yesterday, it was all very brisk; his receptionist trotted round the very crowded waiting room putting drops in everyone's eyes, and he stuck my head in a thing and shone a bright light into my eye. He then told me my condition was 'classique', and explained that some of my vitreous fluid had detached from the wall of the eye, which had caused a bit of bleeding (the black spots and squiggly lines) and a bit of pulling (the flashing lights) and now a bit of stray fluid was moving about where it shouldn't (the blurring). This could in theory precede a retinal tear, which could in turn precede a detached retina, but this was unlikely as it seemed to be subsiding, and eventually all should settle down and return to normal. If not and any of the symptoms returned in any noticeable degree, then to come straight back. I should also not be surprised if it happened in the other eye some time; if it did come and have it checked anyway. So I am now in the desirable position of being on an ophthalmologist's books, which is no bad thing.
And that, one hopes, is the end of that little episode.
In fact on Monday morning, despite all signs, both circumstantial and officially meteorological, that the snow was going away, we woke to yet more of it. I sat on the bedroom windowsill and took pictures of it. Our garden always looks good from there in the snow, you can't see all the weeds and soggy bits and unfinished and deteriorating paths.
The last one is mostly next door's garden, I include it because it shows our view out to Bel Air, at 339 metres the highest point of Côtes d'Armor (not a mountainous region), and not so very much higher than we are, which accounts for why we got snow when much of the department didn't.
And here are some experimental things using some of the tricks on the webcam on this little computer and the on line photo-editing app known as iPiccy, which is really very good and will probably do as much as Picasa when I get used to it, except of course for shrinking and exporting photos to upload, since you have to upload them to work on them. Doesn't matter with webcam stuff as it's small anyway.
This 'kaleidoscope' filter on the webcam is quite addictive. These are mostly parts of my fizzog; the eye one would have been even better yesterday when the eye in question was all weird and dilated. The bottom right one, and the top left in the first collage it was the telly reflecting in my glasses (we were watching an X-men film, which Tom's daughter sent us for Christmas, only I was playing with webcam and only watching some of the time. I can take or leave science fiction really, but I quite like Patrick Stewart and have a nostalgic fondness for Marvel Comics)
And this is with a 'photocopy' filter, which I rather like as it's kind of flattering, since it doesn't show any lines or saggy bits. Come to that it doesn't even really show my nose either. Not that I mind my nose, as bits of me go.
Time to stop playing about already.