Yesterday, not long after sharing that photo of the harbour in the sunshine, I went out for a walk, got so far along the edge of the hillside, and realised it was about to rain, so I came back. However, I managed to get this shot of two buzzards or eagles making lazy circles in the sky…
That’s probably not dust on your screen, but two tiny black dots which were, in fact, the massive birds above me.
… Sit alone and talk, and watch a hawk making lazy circles in the sky… (‘Oklahoma’) One of Oscar Hammerstein II’s better lines if you ask me because it’s exactly what hawks do; they circle above, riding the thermals and making lazy circles. The line makes sense, unlike some of his others. I mean, ‘To sing through the night like a lark who is learning to pray.’ (The Sound of Music.)
Say what? For a start, if you were in my nunnery and you sang all night, I’d have you thrown in a cell for disturbing the peace. Secondly, do birds pray? If they do, where do they learn to pray? And do they sing their way through the rehearsals?
Anyway, that’s the kind of mood I’m in today as I listen to the wind howling around the house, watch the white bits on the sea, and wonder if the boat will be on time tomorrow. Yes, I’m going back to Rhodes for the day to finish off my annual MOT, and to hang out with the godson after, to wander the streets, and maybe to go to the shops when my heart is lonely because I know I shall find what I’ve found before. The stores fill my heart with the sound of… cash registers, actually, and no, I shan’t be shopping.
Which has just reminded me, I need to send a thank you email to Fasma Models in Athens. www.fasmamodels.gr/ We had a disaster with a Porsche and got glue on the windscreen (I say ‘we’ when I mean a hormonal teen), so I emailed the shop and asked where I could find a replacement. They rang me back to get the serial number from the box- you may remember this, about six weeks ago – and said they’d be in touch. Yesterday, along with a Grade Three Theory of Music book, arrived a box inside of which was the frame holding all transparent ‘glass’ parts for the Porsche, with no charge and even the postage paid for. What wonderful service and what a lovely surprise. The hormonal teen is coming this afternoon to work on the Yamaha GPz 150 XRS Turbo 67P or whatever the F it’s called, so he will be pleased. (Maybe not about the grade three theory book, but…)
See you next week!
