My my, it's Sunday afternoon already and last weeks ironing is not yet done, matters not and never mind, the season is far more enjoyable outdoors at the moment and so I spend hazy days wondering around in my own haze and taking photographs of all that is happening in the country side over the wall and the garden within the wall. I have this vast mass of pictures, which take hours to edit, of skinny dead looking twigs suddenly shooting out little leaves and buds and turning into unexpected whatevers. Colour comes to the countryside rather quickly here, just as well for some of us country folk probably tend to be a bit boring to you city mouses.
But, we do have television and satelite so are able as and when we feel it necessary to catch up with the world outside and see what is going on.
That brings me to yesterday afternoon, another lazy, hazy (my mind) day comfortably parked in my large armchair watching the Para Olympics. Most interesting and as I watched Oscar Pistorius (hope I spelt his surname right, apologies if not) it occured to me that there is something almost faun like in his movements as he runs. So to my dictionaries I wondered to look up a bit on fauns, must admit I did not find much, just the basics, "a lusty God like creature." Then when I think back to earlier years and my dealings with fauns, I realised Oscar was more like my friends of old than what the Oxford wanted me to believe. He shows a gaity in his steps and moulds so well to the surface almost like a tree creature, rooted but able to move. There is an ancient energy in his movements, as if all are performed with great glee, somehow when I think back to watching him running all the old world words seem to come to mind. He certainly does seem to have super abilities that place him in his own catagory.
I feel I need to start watching a bit more sports to see if I bring to mind any other friends from childhood days. I hope so, living in myth and fable is so pleasurable and makes the odd visits back to Earth much more manageable.
Have a great week all you busy folk out there.
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