Took the dogs for a stroll by the river this morning. Oblivious to chirping birds until the USPS man enquired from across the road as to whether I'd seen the two eagles! Very nice of him, I thought, to take the time and jolt me out of my eyes-down, thoughts elsewhere mode and incline me to wander back and spend a few moments looking up.
Saturday, January 05, 2008
Tuesday, January 01, 2008
Pebbles
These have been sitting in a takeaway container on the kitchen sink since October. Transferred to a slightly more permanent home. Collected by Graeme and Nathan somewhere on the Californian coast!
w00t
Merriam Webster's 'word of the year' meaning: expressing joy (it could be after a triumph, or for no reason at all); similar in use to the word 'yay'
Another on the list was 'Pecksniffian', from a character in Dickens' Martin Chuzzlewit meaning: unctuously hypocritical.
Just listening to a radio interview while typing and the guest etymologist (Anatoly Liberman) is a bit scathing about both of these entries, but I missed the rationale! I think he thinks Pecksniffian (which I'm looking forward to using) has been around too long.
Sunset is an Angel Weeping
An 'earworm' of the past couple of weeks; I've had an old cassette (remember those?!) compilation that Matt Knights made for me in the distant past on high rotation, mainly to hear his cover of Mark Heard's 'Strong Hand ...' – but it's this song of Bruce's that keeps coming back to me.
Sunset is an angel weeping
Holding out a bloody sword
No matter how I squint I cannot
Make out what it's pointing toward
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