so it's that blissful time of year...the changing of the seasons....when winter sneaks in...all crisp and shiny. that's how african winters are. and the yellow flowers: deep blue skies in twilight and perfect hovering midnight blue butterflies delicate on yellow flowers. i love it. everything in me stirs accordingly. i eye the fireplace feeling sorry for the spiders all happily ensconced at the top of the chimney.....but not for long.
whoever said red was the colour of a heart or love? it's yella, i'm tellin' ya.
with this whimsical shift, come others. i've been told that i post too many pictures these days. that i write for an audience. that perhaps i should be writing a book instead. that perhaps i'm ignoring an audience. go figure. all said very kindly, you understand. and in many ways, i agree, naturally. but the truth is i don't feel good enough. i don't feel Wise enough, really. but then do you have to be Wise to Write a Book....? perhaps it's more to do with courage. i think you have to be courageous enough. and cut through all the bullshit. think of all the writers you love. their bare assed skeletal writing....those lines that you wished you'd thought of because they're so perfect?
i think you need a good enough story. a conglomeration of perfect ideas.
i love the idea of forgetting the kettle's on. i love it that it was a chore to walk outside, into the dark cold night, to feed the black dog, bella, and when i looked up, there the moon was. there was a reason behind the chore. something made me see the moon. all crooked and yella. and i felt very alone. which didn't matter either way. but i felt it. that's what matters, isn't it? and that's the truth.
sometimes i drink not to feel. ( and this isn't a postsecret situation.)
(or an unhappy one...or a lie.)
so if i post about frivolous things, that's ok too.
i want to eat pasta and cream and mushrooms.
Kitchen Board: Thursday 19 May 2011: Ngorobob Hill: (no TANESCO. generator pumping the power. )
oh and bestests, there is the biggest power failure in Tanzania to date....check it out... http://allafrica.com/stories/201105090340.html
hopeless situation all round....but onwards and upwards...just like that ole yella moon...ooo yeah.
toodely pip, y'all and keep on rockin..one can't be too precious about these things... bisous X.X.X. sneaky winter ones, behind yer ears. x j