Friday, 31 August 2007

The Holiday Is Almost Gone

I've slacked off a bit lately. Taken time off work, got out into the weird and wonderful countryside. Party times and wild woolly Moorland chill. I've not been that cold in bed in August for as long as I can remember, and that's because I may never have been that cold in bed in August.I'm still slacking now and so tales of wild ponies and last over victories and 172 year old fires and can-can dancers and pink fur and cocktails must wait until my creative self awakes from slumber following it's activity (and spacious behavior) fuelled week.

Some around me are lacking energy too. Soon I start a new job. Before then, my son goes back to school and my daughter goes to a new college. Soon they will move other house again, and fresh new foecal matter splatters haphazard into the air conditioning. The plucky little ship on the High Seas that is sometimes my family life will stir gently as more unpredictable ripples disturb the surface of the water, becoming less easily navigable. But it's spirit is never daunted, course bound still to a chart which unfolds ahead of it as it happens and not a moment before.

Rounding up the last rites of summer and looking onto equinox is the next task. I will need sleep and a clear mind. But I have no desire to sleep early, or clear my mind of wistful thoughts of distant loves and lives. I want to stay awake and let them wash through me again.

So it is not necessarily folly to fill my head with recent events, listen to my garden live around me, and wait for tomorrow in small, easily handled chunks.

7 comments:

Magdalene said...

The best stuff you've written in ages. Present life does sometimes need to take precedence over past lives. I like the calm, contemplative you best I think. It reminds me why I also choose to freeze alongside you on August nights....

Raelha said...

Thanks for visiting (I would've recognised the name from Wordimperfect without an explanation). I have read Chris Stewart. Driving over Lemons is wonderful, but the later two are best avoided - obviously something the publisher demanded and not from the heart like the first.

Raelha said...

Ahh! Ignore that repetition, I thought I'd got the word verification wrong the first time without realising. I've only now just seen you approve comments first - too much rushing around today preparing for my holiday tomorrow.

lorenzothellama said...

Glad to see you've got a photo now! I thought you might have been a dinasaur.
Love your writing.
My big brother (Maalie) is very into equinoxes, solstices and the like and has just left for Lapland for some strange ritual on the 21st.
Lorenzo.

Thesaurus Rex said...

Thank you all very much.And now you have entered my domain, you shall never escape.

Magdalene said...

Dunno about the others but I don't want to escape. Which reminds me..you know those handcuffs you have...?

Thesaurus Rex said...

Raelha; Repetition ignored.
Lorenzo; Have now been onto Maalie's site. A birder, and a good one at that. Excellent! I wonder if he knows my mate who got me into it at the start. Twitchers are a funny breed, perhaps we should ring them to find out where they migrate to. Lapland? Are you sure he's not Santa?