Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Tuesday’s Positively Pleasurable Permutation

Two moments of awareness in one day, who’d have thought it: -

It’s not that I wouldn’t have seen this chink of light breaking
through the darkness of the afternoon but today I made an effort 
to let it please me instead of just shivering and scuttling for home
as quickly as possible.

Paul came this morning to start the great tidy up of the woodland garden.
He also took the time to strim a path for me from the side gate down to the moat.
This path, which is normally very overgrown, becomes slippery once rain 
freezes and icy patches form. Now I can see where I put my boots and
 may save myself from a tumble down the bank.
Thank you Paul.


There is one pleasure yet to come tonight: it’s poetry evening chez Friko. The subject is ‘Battle’ (as opposed to war poetry). Not a subject I find riveting but I’ve found a couple of potboilers, one of which is funny: "The Battle of Hastings", which ends with ‘Arold on ‘is 'orse with an eyeful of arrow and a ‘awk on 'is ‘and, preferably to be read in a Cockney accent. while the other is a patriotic, gung-ho thing - "The Battle of the Baltic” - which is full of cannon, gore and hearts of oak.

I’d better get the wine and nibbles ready.




27 comments:

  1. Ha, ha, you are doing great Friko! Ganz viel Spass heute abend! :-)

    (And: this path for sure is dangerous in icy and muddy weather. Maybe Paul can put some stepping stones for you there?)




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  2. Ha! I can just imagine the Cockney accent you adopted for that poem. Wine and nibbles sound like good fare for battles of a poetic nature.
    What a steep path - I can see where it would become rather treacherous.

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  3. Wishing you a nice evening, F ... in my neck of the woods ... Winter came to visit ... and hard ... good idea to stay inside ... and listen to ckua.com radio online ... eat potato salad (smiles, ya, I remember your last post ... smiles) ... glass of wine sounds good too ... smiles ... Love, cat.

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  4. Dear Friko, I hope you enjoy the evening--poems and camaraderie. I just had lunch with two of my great-nieces and two of my nieces and my sister-in-law. One of the great nieces is a photographer in New York City, NY--many states away--and she's here for Thanksgiving. It's good to see young people being adventurous and following their dreams. And I'm glad that at 79, I still have dreams! Peace.

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  5. Wine and nibbles sounds like an additional positive to me.

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  6. Your top picture is breath-taking. Have a great evening at Chez Friko.

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  7. All in all a good day, and good prospects for the evening! Enjoy [so to speak]





    Warm ALOHA,
    ComfortSpiral

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  8. I would love to be a fly on the wall for that discussion--what fun it would be if you were to post a reading of The Battle of Hastings!

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  9. What a sky! Have fun at your poetry session.

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  10. Oh, I should think your poetry evening would be great fun! And three cheers for Paul! I'm grateful the path is cleared and a bit safer. That sky is really something special. What a post to make me smile!

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  11. Nibbles and wine chez Friko sounds good and certainly like something to find pleasure with! Not so sure about the "Battle" poems - but that's just me, not being a poetry person in the first place.
    Good idea to have that path cleared. It's not a great idea to have a tumble down there!

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  12. Hi Friko - those Battle cries being listened to with glass of wine in hand, and nibbles on the go - sound such fun ... I love those poems that make you laugh ... and one can romp along listening to the beauty of words melded so cleverly into rhyme. Beauty in the skies is always good to see - even dark foreboding chinks. So pleased Paul had the sense to make your path easier for you ... the mud and ice season is upon us. Though this morning's mackerel sky was so colourful ... apricot, cream with a tinge of blue as the clouds skitted across ...

    Cheers and all the best - Hilary

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  13. What a nice idea - a poetry evening! I wonder if anyone will attend who is unable to resist the temptation to declaim the Charge of the Light Brigade!

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  14. War poetry definitely needs some wine and nibbles, with the emphasis on wine.

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  15. good stuff is all around. just need to look at it and see it.

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  16. What beautiful range of blues in that first photograph with the light in the center. As usual, I see possibilities of a fair isle colorway.

    Paul found a very good time to clear that pathway for you. Will it still become slick when frosty times arrive? I am reminded of the Grit containers I've seen along London sidewalks.

    Do you know the old tune by Pat Benatar called Love is a Battlefield? Perhaps someone will have brought it to your poetry evening.

    Over here, I am still plugging away at painting those Christmas tea cup cards, and wondering about a new work schedule that will begin this Friday...when the shop will stay open until 10. I wonder just how many folks will be shopping that late, and try to keep a positive mood in play.

    xo to you and yours.

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  17. Finding pleasure in small things is a gift to be nurtured. I'd say you have mastered it.

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  18. Bringing me smiles!! Have fun! :)

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  19. A path and poetry. A winning combination.

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  20. For sure, one needs a clear path to remain steady. An evening of poetry sounds divine; I'll pretend I've traveled your way and sit quietly sipping virtual tea as you and your real friends share battle cries, in verse, or not.

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  21. Love it. When life gets you down, think of poor Harold. And why a heart of Oak? I know it means something as I've heard the song.

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  22. Oh, my goodness. The very evening you were declaiming battle poetry, chez Friko, I was moving into the fort which saw a critical battle of the Texas war for independence. Yes, there will be photos! And, yes, there will be fort poetry, from two poets widely separated in time. A friend and I spent five days chez Presidio La Bahia, and if I learned anything there that might be useful to you, it's this: when it rains, stone pathways get slick, particularly if they're sloped. I'd advise against the stones, and for kitty litter. It's what many people use here for car tire traction when things get winter-dismal-and-slippery.

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  23. I wish I could hear you reading that poem!

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  24. So glad that better events are back for you to savour.

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  25. I am happy to learn that more pleasant times are at your doorstep.

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