ORBS - SLIGHT REVISITETH....

Thee hath been doing some further experiments on capturing Orbs, natural and 'induced', comparing results from different cameras and distances and depths of field. Also varying the distance of the flash from the camera lens. Thee willeth posteth Thy results on the Web, so Thee willst alert ye, all ye Orb-watchers, when Thee doeth so!

Yea, Thee art convinced that the proximity of the flash to the objective lens of the camera hath a lot to doeth with Orbs showing up more these days. Why the manufacturers doeth this, on these otherwise pretty cool modern "Wearable" digital cameras, Thee knoweth not. It art the worst configuration for "Red-Eye" in portraits of the multitudes - which the makers then tryeth to combat with these bloody irritating multi-flash settings to close down Our irises. Bloody hell, they art almost as bad as Scribes! Thee hate that - when Thou art facing many camera lenses, as Thee frequently art, the wear and tear on thine eyeballs art bad enough, without each camera delivering 6 flashes insteadeth of just one. Oucheth. No wonder Thee art seeing strange amoebiceth shapes in front of Thine eyeballs!

Re: Orbs, Doth ye plebians realize how full our rooms art of dust? Unless the Atmosphere art unusually laden, our senses knoweth not of this fact. Dust-specks art forever travelling here and there, up and down, North and South, East and West, and thither yonder, uncontrolled as the winds themselves, in a continual restlessethnesseth.

Most of this goeth on unnoticed by Us. But let a room be left a few days undusted, and results art patent enough. Or let a ray of bright sunlight stream in; and a whole world of dancing many-hued motes art revealeth. Lo! Ye must fire thou cleaner at once but there, art the creation of many Orbs!

Behold! Thee believe Thy talcum powder efforts show that an Orb can resulteth from a small particle and if thou slaves doeth not work hard to removeth all dust and talcum powder, Thy digital photos art ruined and full of Orbs!!! To this Thee wouldst thusly add the occasional insect (gnats, mosquitoes, cockroaches, ladybirds, midgies, fruit-flies - even minute greenfly art out in the summer), drops of water vapour and resins from trees, and of course nowadays, emissions from oxen and smoke patricles from cigarettes.

(Thy most recent ORBS!)

Nay hath We solveth the problem of Orbs, plumbed all their infinite mysterieth. This only separates out the ones that we CAN explaineth, Thee reckon. Thee wondereth what willst be left ?!

Cheereths
bri wi

Dearetht Brian the Wise
Hath Thee taken that tablet yet?
Mother

Deareth Mother
Mother!
Stop-eth treating Thee liketh a baby!
Thee art a grown God!
Brian the Wise

Deareth Brian the Wise
Thee art farting worm eggs and trying to maketh a scientific mystery of it.
Groweth up and taketh the bloody tablet or Thee art grounded!
Wait until Thy Father hearken of this!
Mother

Yes Mother.
Bri the Wi
PS Who art Thine Father?

Deareth Brian the Wise
Taketh the tablet Thou cheeky little upstart!
Mother