Splash, dust and monsters under the bed.
1. Cool splashes of rain when the temperature is in the 30s.
2. The smell of rain on dry earth -- it's very hot and we've been having a couple of short sharp showers each day, so this is a frequent treat at present. I discovered a few days ago that this smell is partly aromatic oils from ancient vegetation that has turned to dust.
3. I finally summoned enough courage to clean the dust out from under my bed -- this is a bit of a mission because I store an awful lot of stuff there, and it all has to be moved so the bed can be folded into the wall. But it's all done now -- and I discovered that since the bootfair there is less junk down there, and it's all more neatly packed now, too.
2. The smell of rain on dry earth -- it's very hot and we've been having a couple of short sharp showers each day, so this is a frequent treat at present. I discovered a few days ago that this smell is partly aromatic oils from ancient vegetation that has turned to dust.
3. I finally summoned enough courage to clean the dust out from under my bed -- this is a bit of a mission because I store an awful lot of stuff there, and it all has to be moved so the bed can be folded into the wall. But it's all done now -- and I discovered that since the bootfair there is less junk down there, and it's all more neatly packed now, too.
Is it still awfully hot there? Ugh. My sister out in your neck of the woods is very pregnant. Last time I talked to her she was utterly miserable, poor thing.
ReplyDeleteI managed to have acquired three beautiful things by noon today:
1. Plum pits. As far as stone fruits are concerned, I think plums are the best bargain because their pits are so small - you get more fruit for your money.
2. I'm working on a project at work about Montenegro, and on the Montenegro tourism site there is a lush description of how beautiful the countryside is, with the following sentence:
"Restless nature seems to have been losing its pearls passing through Montenegro."
I really liked this one too:
"At the foot of Mt Lovcen, far enough and hidden from the unfriendly looks and close enough for the friendly hands, there is a town called Cetinje."
3. In the same vein, I love imperfect translations because they give you some insight into how the translator's own language works.
Rain is delightful. I long for it.
ReplyDeleteI should probably follow your example and do some clearing out but somehoe, i this heat, I can't bring myself to.
Hi Christine,
ReplyDeleteWe're up in the high 20s -- which is hot for here. They say the heat will end today, maybe.
Your poor sister! I would hate to be pregnant now. Send her my best wishes. Hope the cooler weather makes her a bit more comfortable.
I love strange translations, too. Did you see the Beautiful Thing about the Japanese postcard. Her English is like poetry -- she talks about Osaka Castle being destroyed by 'the Flames of War'.
Have you ever cracked open a plum stone and eaten the little almond inside? You have to get the right variety though -- some are much too hard, so mind your teeth.
The girl -- I think it's just a case of buckling down and doing it! It helps if you have something to aim for though -- I'm planning to sell this place, hence the clearout.