Faced with an enormous amount of work to do yesterday I took the only possible option and sat in
the park watching clouds. This did two things, it caused me to cogitate on clouds and getting chilled from forgetting the cold wind. Just what I wanted. Thus I had excuses to avoid work. This I took up along with a whisky bottle.
Clouds still amaze me, this one is huge, looks fragile, like cotton wool yet weighs tons if condensed into a container of some sort. Had it turned to rain we would have noticed. Yet it merely floats silently along, not stopping for anything, all the time amending shape according to the wind and joining with any other if required. I have seen clouds thus joined stretch all across the European landmass producing no cries of wonder, merely complaints that the sun has been hidden. Yet such clouds are a wonder and we ignore them.
One thing to cogitate is the difference between a fluffy cloud and an ageing mattress. This crossed my mind as I sat there as the sharp portions of a broken spring were still sticking in my mind so to speak. Mattresses ought to last ten years and this one has gone a wee bit past that but I did not expect to be woken that rudely. Turning it over was little help as while sharp bit do not poke through it is clear they will arrive soon. More expense, unless I can make this last until Spring, get it?
My eyesight is a problem as my outdoor glasses do not appear to be working any longer that means Specsavers will be visited soon. Shoes are required, and no doubt lots of tins to store before Brexit leads to starvation. I looked for money under the bed but found only dust and ageing 'toe-tectors' boots that are not worth much now.
Worse than anything else is the lack of football on the telly! Not even a National League game on at lunchtime today and BTSport only offer an English game tonight at the same moment BBC Alba offer a re-run of this afternoons Heart of Midlothian v St Mirren game! Who cares about English stuff when such momentous offerings are available. Surely a time fault here. All that's available at the moment is rugby or golf! BTS also offered baseball this morning, Baseball! Tsk!
Almost six, Football at last about to start, me? I'm almost asleep waiting...
4 comments:
Baseball! No, it is a great game!
Here is a book for you "The Cloud Collector's Handbook" by Gavin Pretor-Pinney. Shows every cloud, very informative but also quite humourous! When writing about a cumulus, he says if you have never seen one, then you need to get out more.
My mother-in-law had this book and I loved it so, that I bought a copy for myself. Your luck, you will find it for a pound in one of your great charity shops!
I have a choice (write or read) and as you can see I choose the latter. We humans have always had a fascination with clouds and if not I consider that person wasted space. If you cannot enjoy the Heavenly views then I pity them do you not? My niece and nephew bought a mattress in a box. Once you open it, it expands to it's full size. No springs. Our College football started this past weekend and most were run away games which makes them very very dull. I know baseball is suppose to be the great American sport but I have found it is much more fun to play than watch. TOO SLOW. Best part is the last inning if you can stay awake that long. Peace
I enjoy watching them...though the last big black lot produced a thunderbolt which sizzled past the kitchen window and knocked out the internet...
If you have time o n your hands then watch out for something tagging you on FB....
Kay, I am looking in all the charity shops as we speak!
Lady, A mattress is a box?
Fly, Black clouds I try to avoid.
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