CAMP: "A cornucopia of frivolity, incongruity, theatricality, and humour." "A deadly, winking, sniggering, snuggling, chromium-plated, scent-impregnated, luminous, quivering, giggling, fruit-flavored, mincing, ice-covered heap of mother love." "The lie that tells the truth." "Ostentatious, exaggerated, affected, theatrical; effeminate or homosexual; pertaining to or characteristic of homosexuals."
Sunday, 25 March 2018
Lo! The bird is on the wing
Come, fill the Cup, and in the Fire of Spring
The Winter Garment of Repentance fling:
The Bird of Time has but a little way
To fly - and Lo! the Bird is on the Wing.
- The Rubáiyát of Omar Khayyám
The clocks went forward last night, meaning we've lost an hour. Despite all appearances to the contrary, it is now officially British Summer Time! The daylight hours are henceforth longer than the nights - so make the most of it...
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not spring here yet; still winter. we had snow this morning; just a coating.
ReplyDeleteIt's been lovely this weekend, but apparently there's more miserable cold on its way... Jx
DeleteEnjoy your summer! Don't forget the sunscreen!
ReplyDeleteAnd avoid standing under flying birds (and horses!) on the wing. They tend to drop down the most unpleasant things...
I think sunscreen is rather unnecessary for around eight months of the year in the UK - however we do have lots of birds here at Dolores Delargo Towers #4, so we'll need to ensure we have a parasol whenever we traverse our new extensive gardens... Jx
Delete"The Rain it Raineth Every Day (Hey Ho, the Wind and Rain)"
ReplyDeleteBut when I came unto my beds,
DeleteWith hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain it raineth every day.
Indeed it does.
Jx