Well my first paypal transaction went successfully through and the item was delivered safely to Canada, that’s a relief. Always a bit of strange moment when the package is left behind in the post office now at the mercy of a system I cannot control. To be launched onto trucks, conveyor belts, aeroplanes, more trucks, chucked around in a crushing pool of mail across the world for days and days.
Little box, with a name, numbers, streets and codes of post on the side,
I hope you find your destination.
Wrapped and protected the best I can, paid for & with the promise that someone will sign,
Off you go on a journey.
And the destination should you find, unboxed and received intact
To hang up in a window for many years to come,
To be warmed by the sun in the summer, to be chilled by a frost in winter
Allthough far away and I may never see you again, little hanger in the sun
Have a nice time
Its chucking it down outside, I have resorted to a medical course of Oscar Peterson & a big bar of Fruit n Nut chocolate. Heading over to Edinburgh tomorrow to do a kiln fire. I should of gone today but the weather was so dire I couldn’t face the journey.
Last night (when it was nice) I was talking with a friend about the tree’s turning green again as we roll toward summer.
In the winter we have a phrase in Scotland “the nights are fair drawing in”, as its getting dark earlier. I think its odd we don’t have a summer version as last night it was still bright at 9pm. The nights are fair drawing oot, perhaps?
And every year it comes almost as a surprise to us, the arrival of summer and the change of the seasons, the trees turning green, its not new to us. Its happened every year of our life’s so far. Yet each time it comes as almost a fresh surprise! Well ill be its half 9 and look how bright it is!!
For all our sophistication and intelligence as a species I have to think we are just this comical bunch of creatures who are confounded and dazzled by a simple rotation of 4 seasons.
Anyway that’s my rambling thought for the day….