I say THIS to the terrible, devastating fires in LA!
Well, mama finally is reminded that …see below, with apoogies about the curse words but hey, they are fake Olde English and poetry , right?
Or at least a send up of winter, by Ezra Pound, the poet.:
“Winter is icummen in,
Lhude sing Goddamm,
Raineth drop and staineth slop
And how the wind doth ramm!
Sing: Goddamm.
Skiddeth bus and sloppeth us,
An ague hath my ham.
Freezeth river, turneth liver
Damn you, sing: Goddamm.
(There is more poem but too may damms…)
Mama picked up laryngitis somewhere and is steaming her head in this cold, cold weather so as not to let this bug go further, plus it has been about 15 years since THEY have had winter bugs!
And then there is Los Angeles, City of Angels…we are shocked and saddened beyond reckoning for our city, There are no words for this fire and its devastation. Our hearts go out to all livng there who have lost everything and to the many shelters caring for animals. May the winds abate!
And now our new “leader” says there is no global warming…..
Sorry, don’t get mama started, but the dry season in California was longer than usual and water was scarce and the winds much stronger than usual, and, and, and…..
One dear friend’s house in Brentwood is saved, so far. A positive note on which to end this lament…
Be warm, be safe, our hearts go out to everyone and remember to hug your kitty or doggy or friend or mate every day of your life.
And may Spring not be far away this year.
UH, oh, we forgot Fiat, mama’s first ginger kitty and we send him celestial kisses….
