I was shocked reading Penelope's post, to discover that she is already thinking about the summer holidays.
Just imagine - while in these rainy climes we still have a fortnight till what I will still think of as "Whitsun Bank Holiday", and then the happy inmates of our schools have another half-term of exams and other such fun to look forward to.
Yet to Beaker People, if we are in May then the summer cannot be too far away. Already we have harvested the first courgettes in the Community polytunnel. Already the tomatoes are forming on the vine. Soon the sun will be high overhead for the Midsummer lighting of the Wicker Man. And then the first wry comments of "soon be Christmas" will be heard. And the days will tumble downhill, shortening all the way to Yule. And the year will be gone, and we will be no wiser and so our lives slip away every day, each day that will never be again.
Sorry about that, you probably came here for something to brighten your day and cheer you up. But there you go. Happy Christmas!
You run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking,
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The sun is the same in a relative way, but your older,
Shorter of breath, one day closer to death.
Have a happy Wednesday, everyone!
Oh, I think we will be wiser. :-)
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