I woke up to the rain again and got up thinking of this:
O western wind when wilt thou blow,
The small rain down can rain;
Christ that my love were in my arms
And I in my bed again.
For centuries readers have speculated on who could have written this. My choice is for some Medieval foot soldier sitting in appalling conditions waiting for battle on the border between Scotland and England in November and being completely miserable. He was of course immensely talented with language, and I can only hope he felt better for composing his famous anonymous poem. My condition is not nearly so bad, as I only left Brenda to sleep and got up so as not to wake her. And the rain, while not “small” as Spring rain would be, is certainly today not huge, as it was on the weekend.
Why can’t we build a canal or a pipeline to carry flood waters from the Prairies in Spring to the drying up Great Lakes. Hold on, it is not really crazy–after all they built the railway across Canada, and did kill that many Chinese, and then Hwy. 117, and do we need a bunch of US stealth Bombers to serve in US wars of pillage and piracy? Don’t get me started…….oh yes, it was me that got me started… so don’t encourage me then.
We decided to make spaghetti sauce for winter without meat of course, instead of Chilli sauce which we don’t normally eat anyway. It begins with blanching piles of Tomatoes. These are red because while waiting for the strength to bottle green tomatoes we waited so long they got fed up and turned red. Oh, well the key to survival is adaptation, no? I don’t know why they turned red.
Speaking of Pharma drugs as we were recently, it turns out that Statins, the anti cholesterol super drug that is prescribed for half of north Americans helps to create the condition of artery hardening that it is supposed to prevent. If they don’t kill you by shipping jobs abroad, poisoning the meat, polluting the water, and stressing you to death with “heavy volumes” of calls and “unusual wait times” they will cure you to death with prescriptions that require prescriptions.
I think I’m going back to bed, as Apple is supposed to call me from technical support at 4:00pm. Due to heavy volumes……..etc.,
