Name the most expensive personal item you’ve ever purchased (not your home or car).
A sofa. From a company called SofaSofa. ( Yes, there is a story behind this, but it can wait)
Once again, WP, as my response to today’s DP is so short and sweet you have given me the luxury of space to write in the words of another. I thank you.
There are two Vodcasts I enjoy: Full disclosure with James O’ Brien and Happy Place with Fearne Cotton.
As today’s DP has been short and sweet, I will add this if I may..
The Rain
I hear leaves drinking rain;
I hear rich leaves on top
Giving the poor beaneath
Drop after drop;
‘ Ti’s a sweet noise to hear
These green leaves drinking near.
And when the Sun comes out,
After this Rain shall stop
Awondrous Light will fill
Each dark,round drop;
I hope the Sun shines bright;
‘Twill be a lovely sight.
W.H.Davies 1871~1940
AI overview
W.H. Davies’s poem “The Rain” is a two-stanza poem that uses the imagery of rain on leaves to comment on socioeconomic inequality, personifying the “rich” leaves on top that get the most water and the “poor” leaves below that only receive a drop at a time. The poem expresses hope for future equality, envisioning a time after the rain when the sun will shine brightly on all the drops equally.
That little brush with the afterlife I had back in spring when pneumonia nearly tipped me over the edge. I don’t know. Things just change organically, really. I just stopped scrolling. Maybe I just didn’t have the energy? I uninstalled lots of apps and only kept a few because I didn’t want to lose touch totally with buddies I’d made online over the last fifteen years or so.
Now I’ll just check the Sky News app, first thing. The weather, collect some time rewards for an interior design game I don’t play every day and drop into WP to see what the deal is.
Depending on Patches plans for the morning I’ll check out Reader if time allows before our first walk. There are some really great posts out there today! You guys are nailing it.
Later, I’ll exercise some grey matter with an hour of word and card games and then tonight Netflix or Prime….or at the moment 7 seasons of Ray Donovan has landed on the channel 4 app. Each with 10-12 episodes.
Oh, WordPress! Really? Today’s DP was such a simple one. Not so long ago, I’d answered something similar and thought it would all be plain sailing, tell you the few sites I visit, and then get on with my day.
Naturally, I was interested in where fellow bloggers spend some of their time and quickly became engrossed in their replies. I began taking notes as I was intrigued by their lists. And now I have this long list of my own that I so want to work through…
It’s much calmer outdoors this morning after a few stormy days, but the carpet of wet leaves really does need tidying up. I am a huge believer in the #leavetheleaves campaign. But they can’t be left sprawled out all over the shop. That was the first thing I had set my heart on doing after dropping into WP for a few minutes. Now, over an hour later, I’m just itching to look at some of these websites I’ve heard about for the first time today.
Through the French windows, the leaves look back at me, suggesting they’re not going to tidy themselves up.
Through another window, I eye the car. It has the same attitude as the leaves. Living rural-side with a dog in Autumn, well my wheels are not going to stay pristine for long, are they? That needs doing inside out, and this is exactly the mild and dry Sunday morning to do it.
And yet here I am. . We spoke of procrastination versus laziness not so long ago ..Oh dear. What to do? Perhaps another cup of coffee and an early snack would be a start?
You have three magic genie wishes, what are you asking for?
A genie, maybe that conjours up an image from a Disney movie. We see Aladdin and his magic lamp? But this tale comes from a living archive of Middle Eastern Folktales.
There are 27 known editions, countless translations, and adaptations crossing centuries. The collection continues to grow.
In 1948 in Syria the first few pages were discovered of a work titled Kitab Hadith Alf Layla ( a book of the tales of a thousand nights). It is said to date back to the 9th century.
The first English edition is from the early 16th century.
A Thousand and One Nights is probably more broadly recognised as Arabian Nights. Aladdin and his lamp don’t appear in early editions. But The Fisherman and the Jini do.
Despite all the variations, the core story remains the same King Sharyar betrayed by his queen vows to marry and execute a new wife every day… until along comes Schehrazade, who begins but doesn’t finish a new story each evening..thus delaying her execution.
Justice, cunning,love, betrayal, and fate. Wisdom, resilience, and the power of storytelling. It’s all there.
A wish for me? That everyone has the life they deserve.
It’s a funny old word Proud, I reckon. It doesn’t always sit right with me.
You may hear someone say ‘ Oh, she’s very houseproud’. But there’s something off about that, in my mind. Usually said as not so complimentary. If one needs to say something at all, why not? ‘She keeps her house lovely?’ Sounds completely different, doesn’t it? It was supposed to.
Or what about ‘ he’s a very proud man’? That phrase could mean multiple things, but it comes across on the negative side, I feel.
We all understand if a woman says she’s very proud of her kids, for whatever reason. We get it. She’s allowed that
So, yep, I struggle with the word ‘ proud’ and how I may apply it to the DP today.
Doing an audit of my life thus far, I have certainly congratulated ( I think that’s the right word) for remaining resilient when the path was rocky from time to time.
I’ve done bits and bobs, achieved little this n that’s that make me feel my life has not been wasted…but pride, dunno?
OK. I’ve got one. So many years ago, it almost feels like a past life that I got to abseil down the side of a theatre in Hammersmith, London, for charity.
I gave myself a tiny bravery award for even contemplating it. A pat on the back with relief when I did it and absolute blushed cheeks when some handsome guy in a uniform said I was ‘ a natural’. Lol. Yeah. I guess for a few minutes walking back to the tube, I was proud of myself. The proudest moment of my life, not so much, but the warm fuzzy feeling was definitely there for a short while.
Our ever growing community on WP is a wonderful thing to be part of. A cool, diverse bunch of misfits, showing up every day from all over the shop to scratch our heads when DP wants answers.
Often, we’ll all go off down different paths of thoughts, ideas, and chat…but today? Not so much. A host of bloggers extraordinaire are all huddled on the same page writing about working on getting the best version of themselves up to scratch.
In a world gone mad with anger, destruction, so many isms and ego’s, greed and cruelty aplenty its quite a relief to get through the front door at WP and then down the stairs and into our safe, peaceful environment with fellow bloggers.
To answer your question today DP, I’m thinking I have really got to get to grips with the procrastination issue, I seem to have going on. My to-do list just gets longer and longer as I add to it…and just look at it. Mmmm.
IN THE BOOMER PIGEON HOLE? 
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