Our cats are creatures of routine. Every night when we go to bed they expect Rosemary to go to her dress drawer and take out a little bag of cat treats that she called candies. She then makes them get on the bed and gives each one (alternating) one at a time.
The male cat, Niño expects us to open the door of our deck
right after he has his breakfast. Niño goes upstairs with us where Rosemary and
I have our breakfast in bed from a tray
and we read the NY Times and the Vancouver Sun. There is a human pattern there.
I am given the Sun while Rosemary reads the NY Times.
But I believe that there is a human talent that is exclusively human. This is our ability to discern patterns.
Consider these lovely photographs of Patrice Bilawka. I have written about her here and here. But today I noticed something and I have given it the name Patrice in Threes. I am wondering if these patterns would have been obvious with a modern digital camera. In the case here these are contact sheets of 6x7cm b+w negatives. I have scanned them in such a way as to avoid the social media police.