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Letters to the Universe… The After The Solstice Edition!

Dear End Of The Week,
You are certainly coming around more quickly now. Not that I’m complaining, as I absolutely adore the weekend, but the speed of your arrival also means that your counterpart, the Beginning Of The Week, gets to arrive in quick order. Would you mind slowing down a tad so as I can keep up with events in the middle?

Dear Heat,
Here we are in Mid-Summer (or the start of Summer, depending upon your perspective) and I would just like to say how refreshing it has been today, Thursday. Gloriously cloudy with the odd sprinkling of rain, you have been more bearable than of late. Not everyone appreciates the rain or cloud-cover, but I do, and the more comfortable the temperatures are the better the Summer, in my opinion.

Dear Summer Solstice,
Today is June 22nd, which is a date you occasionally use to make your appearance known to all of us on Earth. The last time you used this date was back in 1975, the year before we had a run of hot weather similar to what we have experienced this week (according to sources). I remember the hot Summer of 1976 very well, as then, as has happened now, the roads were melting. I read you won’t be using June 22nd for another Solstice until 2203, which is rather a shame as a change is as good as a rest, but at least you are using 20th on occasion as well as the 21st. Happy Summer Solstice, by the way!

Dear Fan,
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. That is all I can say. Over and over again.

Dear Blackbird,
How pleasant it was that you didn’t fly away as I walked by you earlier today. You were too busy looking for tasty morsels to notice me in your immediate area, but when you spotted me with your ringed eye you didn’t flinch. I thought a friendly ‘hello’ to you, and you carried on with your business. See – not everyone means you harm, but you are right not to trust everybody.

Dear Journalists / Newsreaders / Presenters,
I’m not very politically minded, and I’m not all that keen on you guys either, but lately you appear to me to be trying to lead the country. Regardless of your personal opinion, which shouldn’t really come across as unbiased as you are, I think you should just stick to your journaling, reading and presenting, and leave the leading to those who have been democratically elected. If change is needed it will work its way through, by those who have been selected by the population to do so. If you aren’t attempting to lead the country, then I apologise for saying otherwise, but this is what I’ve picked up from your reports. Maybe you need to be a little clearer in what you say? Just sayin’.

Dear The Word Argle-Bargle,
‘Copious but meaningless talk or writing; nonsense’; I think I may use you in my next tag line. Fitting that I discover you at this point in my weekly letters!

Dear The Word Criticaster,
There’s always one, isn’t there?

Dear Complexion,
Lovely that you appear so peachy smooth in a morning, but such a shame that you turn into a shrivelled prune by teatime. I know it’s the heat’s fault, and not yours, and I am drinking gallons of water to keep both me and you replenished, but you could help by holding up those under the eye bags a little longer. That way there would be less advertising space.

Dear Sleep,
So grateful that you haven’t been disturbed by the recent hot weather. As we have now passed the Summer Solstice, the nights are starting to get longer, so you may find your power increasing somewhat. Could I kindly request that you remember I do have to get up early most mornings, so hanging around after the alarm has gone off can be very tempting. At the weekend, you can hang around for as long as you like! Perhaps you have something to do with Letter One in today’s post? Now there’s a thought…

And to finish… Dear All,
Please remember that life is meant to be fun; well I think it is. Try to see the fun, lighter side to things and things aren’t as bad as they appear. And if they are, laugh anyway!

Thank you for reading!

P.S. Here’s an old digital painting I did of the Sun, just because:

Well, you need a bit of Sun at the Summer Solstice. (Long-time readers and visitors may recognise this image as it is one I used for my Gravatar back in the pre-history days of blogging!)

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Letters to the Universe… The One Minute It’s Hot Edition!

Dear Blogland,
Firstly, let me apologise for posting another post today. Hold on a minute! Apologise? NO! I love blogging, so it stands to reason an extra post may pop in every now and then! Obviously, I had to finish my little four-parter, which left me with two options for this post… either miss a week for the letters, or post it anyway. I chose the latter option. I hope you don’t mind.

Dear Hay Fever,
How fabulous it is to have you back! I love sneezing like I’ve never sneezed before, and with your constant nose and throat tickling you are giving me ample opportunity to do so! At least you are leaving my eyes alone for now. Time to crank up the antihistamines methinks.

Dear Gooselets All In A Row,
You water critters are having a fabulous time on the Lake this year, aren’t you? I smiled, nay beamed, when I saw you swimming in a line on the water’s surface earlier today. I may have to post a photo of you at the end of this post!

Dear White Powder,
How odd that you stayed on the road’s surface (where you had either been spilled or tipped) this morning as I parked my car, in that more than gentle breeze; yet when I returned to the car there were many particles of you all over the side of my car. Luckily you didn’t stay there too long – it’s not the weather for washing the car.

Dear Self,
How many excuses can you make for not washing your car? Powder on the road? Whatever next?

Dear Weather,
You’re teasing us all, aren’t you? One minute, it’s bright and warm (HOT!), and the next cloudy and dark as if thunder or a storm is on the way… and then you whip up a strong breeze, clear the clouds and bring out the HOT sunshine again. I don’t know whether to water the seedlings or not with your will you or won’t you rain shenanigans… so I do it anyway, and then you rain. Anyway.

Dear Dillop (Inconsiderate Road User),
I noticed you earlier, revving your engine and driving at speed up close behind me, trying to push me along. I hope you noticed that I slowed down so you could get even closer. I loved how, when the road was wide enough, you sped passed me and almost drove into the back of the other car. Learn a little patience… you’ll get to places feeling a lot better.

Dear Chili Con Carne,
My, you were hot! PHEW! Delicious, mind, so I’m not complainin’!

Dear Computer,
I wish that you, my anti-virus and internet protection software, and the WordPress API would all work smoothly together all of the time. The message ‘The Page Has Been Reset’ is getting rather tedious now. A quick restart resolves the issue, until you start playing games again. Restarting takes me away from valuable computer time (for computer, read BLOGGING) and I’m sure I could get far more done if you were accessible when I need to use you.

Dear Ankles,
I’ve just noticed how you are reacting to the heat. I don’t know why you need putting up after I’ve spent most of the day sitting down already, but I’m not going to complain. I like a good rest!

And to finish… Dear All,
Here’s hoping you are inspired to try that one thing you’ve always wanted to try, but never got around to it. Have fun! You may even like it!

Thank you for reading!

P.S. I said I would do it, so here are the gooselets, just because:

Well, they all looked so cool all in a row like that!

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Letters to the Universe… The New Theme Edition!

Dear Blogland,
Apologies are in order if you have seen any temporary posts appear and then disappear from little ol’ me… especially after me not posting anything for a few weeks; one knows how that feeling of dashed excited expectation feels. I want to return to full time blogging with a new look, so I’m experimenting with themes again. If there was only one, I wouldn’t need to, but there’s about fifteen thousand and three themes to choose from, with some not exactly having the features I think I’m looking for. I may have it with this one (but we shall see!)

Dear Short-sighted Drivers,
I think I must help you for when we are on the roads together. I’m going to change the colour of the back of my car to fluorescent reflective orange, so you will be able to see me from further back without your need to drive so close to my car you are practically on top of me. I saw three of you back to back to back behind a fourth car yesterday, so maybe you would all benefit from this idea as well.

Dear Short-tempered Drivers,
I think you all need to chill out a little. Hand gesturing through your front window will not make the road signs in a strange town any clearer, especially when they are covered by our gloriously green Summer leaves as well. If you are in such a hurry as to where you are going, may I suggest you set off a little earlier? And may I also suggest that you consider the fact that if you are already late, going any faster will not make you any earlier. Oh, and some of those gestures were impertinently rude. Tsk.

Dear The New Company That Has Taken Over The Running Of The Buxton Health And Healing Festival,
Thank you for your recent programme, however this year I’m, sadly, unable to attend. I think my name has been lost in translation during your changeover, which gave me a chuckle when I read the envelope. How you managed to change Tom to Lynn is a bit of a mystery, although you kind of managed to get my surname correct. The capital letter in the middle of it encouraged a different pronunciation, which I may stick with, should the need arise.

Dear Visitors To The Buxton Health And Healing Festival,
I wish you all a good time when you go – there seems to be a lot going on!

Dear United Kingdom Election,
Is that finally it? Are you done? Can we all settle down now? I know some will be offering in-depth analysis of what went right and wrong until the next election, comparing things to 1802 or the last election (which seems like last week). The stumpy pencil industry must now be quids in!

Dear Ducklet,
How cute you were earlier today, hastily swimming on the Lake to catch up with the rest of your clan. And you had me laughing when you got on top of the lily pads and started running. Still, any means to an end, I suppose!

Dear Open Live Writer,
I must say I’m liking this experience since I downloaded the new blogging theme to you. Text fills the screen magnificently, which is just how I’d like my posts to appear on the blog itself. Will things look like this? Possibly not, with the sidebar that’s there, but almost. Anything is better than the thin columns I had in the last theme I tried.

Dear Garlic Bread,
Thank you for making my breath smell so special. The taste of you far outweighs the reaction I occasionally get from others due to my pungent exhalations, so you are every bit worth the tiniest amount of effort required to eat you. One more slice? No, I coul… ah, go on then! See I cannot resist. 

Dear Weather,
Here’s hoping for a good weekend, weather-wise. Thank you for the rainbow segment yesterday, any chance of a fabulous and brilliantly bright one over the weekend? I haven’t seen a full one this year, so it would be most welcome.

And to finish… Dear All,
May you remember that being a part of the human race doesn’t mean that everything has to be done in such a rush. Sit back, chill out, and watch the world go by for a while. Your time is just as important as everybody else’s, so it’s important to notice it every now and then.

Thank you for reading!

P.S. Here’s a photograph of that ducklet I mentioned, just because:

…Just because it was so darned cute I couldn’t do anything else but share!

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Wordle: Past Magic

The mists of time swirl and clear
And we find ourselves in a long-gone year
At a point in time where stories began
Origins of legends that have for centuries ran
As rain lashes and chilled winds howl
Wild animals circle that were born to prowl
Kept from the cave by thin rings of fire
Their tenacity to wait something to admire
Within the safety of the cavern walls
The clan folk wait for their spirits’ call
Faces and limbs painted in coloured ash
Finely dressed with cloak and sash
Expectation high as joy radiates
And tribal words sung as they celebrate
Then lightning flashes and everything stops
Rainbow accompanies the final raindrops
The sky turns yellow and bright and clear
The observers know the time is near
The elder steps forth and holds aloft
A wand with which he gently wafts
Tradition was that the wand be snapped
So the elder does exactly that
He then stands eyes closed hands cupped
And magical flames from his hands erupt
Igniting once more those rings of fire
How else could they stay lit with weather so dire?
Thunder rumbles overhead
Those tenacious beasts long since fled
But from the sky a white dove lands
As each of the clan folk understand
That this is is the sign they’ve been waiting for
Their spirit has returned once more
And once more they sing and dance and cheer
And believe in goodness for the rest of the year
For us though it is the time to leave
As time’s mists once more swirl and weave
And gently carry us back through time
And bring an end to this lengthy rhyme