Pathways – O I am not going anywhere unaccompanied by life’s patterns: a whorl in a pinecone, branches on oak or elm trees, the petal count of a daisy, the helix at the heart of a chrysanthemum, the shell of a nautilus swimming in the ocean. A sequence hides in the shape of probabilities, and in my own DNA. Note: In this poem the number of letters per line is determined by the Fibonacci sequence: the first line has zero letters while the last line, representing the twelfth number in the sequence, contains 89 letters. In addition, the letters of each word add up to a Fibonacci number. Parallax why is it we can estimate across the galaxy the distance of a star from earth – yet across the room I cannot tell how far your body is from mine Marian Christie has studied and taught mathematics, physics, Latin, Greek and yoga. Now nominally retired, she lives in Aberdeenshire, where she continues to indulge her delight in patterns of all forms through astronomy, crochet and poetry. You can find Marian on Twitter: @marian_v_o.