Views: C+/C-: Green Darkly.

The River Severn, in serene mode, no waves and

no craft.

With the advent of this ghastly word Coronavirus, before us each day, with its untold damage and death it brings; I began to leaf through the dictionary ( as you do ) with the letter C to find uplifting words and conversely words of depression.

Here is my partial list:

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Child                                        Caboose

Cake                                         Cacodemon

Calypso                                    Cadaver

Camaraderie                             Calumny

Canape                                     Cacophony

Canteen                                    Cancer

Caress                                       Cannibal

Carnival                                    Cantankerous

Carousel                                    Capitulation                       

Cartoon                                     Carbuncle

Cash                                          Carcass

Cashmere                                  Carinogenic

Catharsis                                   Castigate

Ceilidh                                      Catalepsy

Celebrate                                   Catastrophe

Cerebral                                     Censorious

Champion                                  Chauvinism

Charismatic                               Chicanery

Cheerful                                     Cholera

Cherish                                       Coronavirus.

And I only got as far as Chr!

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Field in Deerhurst recently cut, showing an array of
yellow daisies.


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Green Glass Darkly

Seeing my world through a green grass darkly. ( 1)

A pampered inmate in a half-made routine.

That which was natural is now unnatural.

Birds, Bees, and Butterflies invade my hearing;

until reality breaks through.

My space and recreation are now restricted;

as I loop in a turnwise and widdershins manner (2 )

 my garden perimeter.

But inside I find comfort and warmth within

my  family circle.

Time is becoming a construct, as moments

begat longer moments  and swim into

weeks.

Where am I in my sports-deprived calendar?

Days follow sleep with no real significance .

The virus has kick-started a virtual process as

we move to an online presence of virtual

offices;conferences ; gyms; churches and so

on.

Our lives are now determined by the gods

of Broadband and WiFi.

The third age is upon us; a gesture and

subscription affair, moderated by credit

card scores.

Today, the first of May, I remembered

to wake up my trees, to wish them (3 )

a good crop of fruit and health, as is

the custom here in Gloucestershire.

Afterward the trees nodded their 

branches in appreciation and

the sun shone brightly. It was

a  good cherished moment.

(1) Line borrowed from " A Scanner Darkly " 1977 by 

     Philip K. Dick.

(2) Turns taken from Terry Pratchett's " Discworld Series ". They

      describe the directions from the surface of the giant disc. I

      used them to add to the general confusion of these times.

(3) The waking up verse following tree hugging goes: "Bear well

      and wake up in the morning! " With loud acclaim .

ck 28-30/04/'20.

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Finally here are some flower  photographs 

from Spain.

 Photographs courtesy of J. E.

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In these difficult times we cannot physically embrace our friends;

instead, let's embrace one another with words.

WiFi for Now.

C.K