When I told autumn to hurry up I didn’t mean endless rain. Ok? Only I’m feeling a bit responsible for this energetic downpouring that is predicted to go on for the rest of the week – ridiculous, I know. As though St. Peter, or whoever it is up there that organises these things would be listening in to what I’m thinking, or reading my blog and even if he were, why would he be vindictive about it? She wants autumn? I’ll give her autumn – let the skies open! Never mind season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, I can’t even reach the end of the garden for apples and blackberries without serious rain gear. Also, I wanted to continue the daily walking I’m doing at the moment while I’m having an up spell, feeling a bit stronger.
I have often suspected that I am possessed of magical powers for even as I speak the rain is lessening, the sky becoming brighter. I mustn’t mention this to Shrink for obvious reasons, but if it turns out that the day is fine after all then clearly you will have me to thank for it – wherever you may be in the world.
In my last life I was Zeus.
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Well if it's any help (though I don't see how it could be) I seem to be causing electrical faults wherever I go at the moment. Well, the flat and the office anyway.
The landlord is here as I speak, sorting out all sorts of wiring and what have you, whereas at work my office - and only my office - was in the dark today because the lights weren't working. Coincidence or conspiracy? You decide...
Anyway enough of that. Glad you're having an up phase.
Of course it's helpful, Trousers, we magicians need to liaise now and then (liaise? - whatever). It sounds as though you are a somewhat reluctant magician - which in the circustances I can understand. I'm not sure we want to go down the conspiracy route though, for that way madness lies. Trust me.
Yes, it's good to feel good. Or at any rate better.
Oh, I am afraid the electrical storm we had at the weekend was all my fault, and that is beyond doubt. I had made careful plans to avoid being on the river in the middle of a storm (never the best plan). Unfortunately, it's not that easy to outwit the weather, and it threw in an extra does of lightning seven hours earlier than forcast, just to let me know I couldn't win...
Well I don't know if thinking sunshine helped you, but your thoughts evidently made it here and thank god, after a week of battering storms, we finally have clear skies. Thank you, Signs!
;-)
It looks as though we're both just going to have to try harder, Doctor Why, to outwit the vindictive tendencies of the Powers That Be.
Vanilla, one is so glad to have been of service - at least somewhere in the world!
I am off to Croatia on saturday and it is 27degrees there; so heheheee!
hehehee indeed, Kahless - I don't think you'll be needing any help from me, but I'm sending positive magic your way for a lovely time.
Hi Signs
I did actually write a comment but I don't think it posted. What I said was - Good for you girl for luring the cold whether back to the northern hemisphere where it belongs. If you find it in your moderation box, you'll know what to do.
xxx
Pants
I'm working on it, Pants - perhaps rather too successfully. Nice to have my efforts appreciated though.
I don't have a moderation box and really don't like the thought of your words spooking for all eternity in cyberspace.
I typed whether when I meant weather Signs. In the world of me, that's catastrophic enough.
xxx
Pants
And there I was thinking you were talking about sheep! Or would that have been wether? Let them all come, Pants, is what I say. We're all doomed so must make merry.
Be sparing with the magick, Signs, we've a long winter ahead.
Minx, thank goodness you're here. I think the magick has got a bit out of control. Please can you do something about all this sodding rain? Thanking you in anticipation.
My crystal ball recommends a stout pair of wellies, a wet suit and a boat. Failing that- stay in with a good book and wait for global cooling.
Thanks Minx - wellies - I knew I'd forgotten something. I think I'll take the good book route.
And still it rains. What annoys me is that blackberries tend to not survive a beating from a severe downpour. But I did grab some last week, in the rain, before it got really bad.
Seahorse, I say this in a whisper but I'm wishing it could just be summer again now. I'm so fickle. But at least blackberries are everywhere here, it being forest.
I do not doubt any of this -- of your power or the effect of your words.
David, I am suddenly remembering how you write the rain - and as a consequence feeling that there is a completely different way of looking at it. The power of words, yes :)
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