Blogging, to take over the world. |
The object is to teach an old dog new tricks. (not much hope ... ) |
Waiting for the development to be completed; to see a creature crawl out from its stage - be it a being of the crysalis, the pupa, or cocoon, maybe the winter coat to be discarded, whatever, the waiting period is now in the phase of spring. Summer is running slow, Mother Nature seems to be on holiday, the green frock is still covered in the dust of the season past. Rain is washing the dirt away with the lazy effort of a char-lady with a case of the month end blues. The animals seem more optimistic, baby antelope are seeing the light of day, these young are supposed to only arrive with the grass. Grass is peeking out of its drought bed, some one wetted the bed, now it is time to get the grass out. The antelope follows the show and in turn, they too produce their offspring. The farmer has waited as well, and now the plough is sent to do what ploughs do, soon the world will be green, and should the follow-up rains visit, all will be well ... 12/27/2017: Christmas came and went, family, feasting, presents, and new socks! A quiet X-mas - all ended well. |