Friday 1st May 2020
Finnish: Perjantai 1 Toukokuuta 2020
I meandered carefully to the kitchen, got the kettle on and took the medications along with a glass of Movicol, to hopefully ease and encourage Constipation Conrad to loosen up a bit.
Onto the computer, and did a Thought poem and graphic first. Then uploaded some GeoSlab fonts, and tried to take some others off, but they were protected-system fonts and would not let me. Tsk!
Then I got on with updating the Thursday Diary, which was achieved a little easier this morning, due to Nicodemus’s Neurotransmitters not going down anywhere near as often as they usually do? I was baffled about this, but happy!
The monotonous ‘Hum’ actually got louder again. Grrr! What it must be like for anyone with reasonable hearing, I dread to think?
I finished the post and Emailed the links. Put a few pictures on Pinterest. I was about to read the comments, and it was suddenly as if someone had turned on a giant light outside. I drew back the curtains, half expecting to see a giant alien craft hovering with laser lights on the earth (Hahaha!), instead there in all its glory, was a massive rainbow low in the sky! Being at 280ft, plus the height of the block of flats up to the 12th floor. And above sea level here in the block. I could not get to photograph all of the rainbows in one go, shame!
I tried my best taking photographs from the kitchen window and the balcony. Here are the best of them – Beautiful view and petrichor!
I’m so glad that I took these, even though they are not all that good, cause the chimaera crescent soon faded, and along with it the wonderful earthy smell of the petrichor. Had my cyber-pal Tim Price been here with his camera, I’d have loved have seen his photographs of them. Still, while it lasted, it cheered my soul.
How I wish I could bottle the after-rain smell and send you some. It only lasted for a short while.
The end car park to the right-hand side.
Directly under in front of the balcony car parking.
Then to my left, along Chestnut Walk.
I mused on all the folk beneath, most isolated in their apartments, and imagined what they were all doing, thinking planning, or hoping for. It would be nice to be able to ring them on the intercom; like we could on the old ones that were replaced with this new one, that folks cannot hear when in rings.
I was still dreaming and remembering the beauty of that rainbow. My not concentrating.
The thought-storming began, and hours were lost into the ether. What took place over the next few hours, may never be revealed, the memories either, not recorded, or drifted off into a black-hole.
It appears I gave this an 8/10 for taste.
I sort of came back into a responsive, reactive frame of mind as I was washing the pots. The mood was not depressive, just lackadaisical.
I checked that I had turned off the taps, plugs etc. and the computer, check! As I got stripped and down in the recliner, I noticed I’d gathered some nibble pots around the chair, mini-cheddars and yoghourt coated cashew nuts. (I’d missed the evening medications, but was not aware until the morning)
I was suddenly overtaken with weariness, and the eyelids drooped. At last, Sweet Morpheous had arrived, but it was filled with tormenting dreams. Ah, well, yer can’t win ’em all!
A couple of your toenails are looking a bit vicious. Super set of rainbow photos. Great looking, well arranged meal.
Thanks, Tim.
Petrichor doesn’t show up in American usage — says my ear. Instead, we have this:
“You know that smell in the air just after the rain stop?” YKTSITAJATRS. My ad copy:
Poor petrichor: turned away at the shore because it offered more (or not enough). Or maybe it’s just me. 🙂
Petrichoral rainbow says me. 🙂
Shame, it’s one of those odd words that apeall for some reason.
Shakes bad.