Friday, 21 July 2017

aye, 21/July/17

"wind's picking up again"
"might be in for some weather"
"aye, weather, there's always weather"
"is that a cloud?"
"aye, 'appen as maybe"
"yup, definitely some weather coming"
"when did it last rain?"
"hmm, a few couple or so days or three back?"
"more than that surely..."
"aye, probably, a few couple or so weeks back?..."
"bound to be rain then...."
"it always rains"
"aye..... except when it doesn't"
"you're not wrong there"
"you know a lot about this weather lark"
"... aye"

© robert greig 2017

Thursday, 20 July 2017

ants! 20/July/17

not in my pants
nor are my pants on fire........
ants in my skirting!... no, that's not a euphemism.......... it was like a scene from a horror movie akin to "The House that Bled"........ in my case, ants!
not just ants but flying ants too, cheeky monkeys.... although they weren't monkeys, they were ants, so I should thanks my lucky stars it wasn't a plague of monkeys hatching from the skirting and walls, now THAT would be weird.......... as it was it was just a wtf! moment..........
I blame the storm, well, the humidity anyway....... even without moving an inch my skin felt sticky.... anyway, nothing like an impending thunderstorm borne of unbearable heat to entice ants to fly and in my case emerge from the skirting boards while others ran around frantically across the floor under the carpet, even popped out of the tiniest of cracks so tiny I'd not noticed them, cracks not big enough for anything to squeeze through, except perhaps and in fact ants.......... ahhhhhhhhh!
now don't get me wrong, I am a naturalist and environmentalist and probably a few other 'ists on top and I fully understand the place of ants in the ecosystems web of life, but...... not in my house and definitely not flying ones........... that just adds insult to injury........
and here I was sans ant-powder so I scrabbled around for something, anything, and found to my surprise and relief Olbas oil worked a treat...... as far as I know didn't actually kill them although I'm sure they weren't happy bunnies (although they were ants and not rabbits, good lord, rabbits erupting from the skirting!) but it did have a desired effect as a deterrent.... they retreated from everywhere I covered in it..... excellent......... of course it does mean my house now reeks to high-heaven of Olbas but at least I'll have wonderfully clear sinuses.........

ps..... I did find one ant in my pants soon after who was rapidly evicted......

© robert greig 2017

Wednesday, 19 July 2017

between the eras, 19/July/17

through the fennel forest passed the ragged ragwort's random eyes, tall as you can imagine and taller...... through the prairie lyme grass dune scarred in colonnades... stepping onto softer sand to the beach beyond between the eras, milky-white the air, the sky, into which the sun is wont to burrow to avoid the heat still strangling the day... mountains reach and yawn and dip their paddling feet into the sea til they too run to ground..........
a bather here, three over there, two that bob like bottling seals, a scene pours in to fill the void uneasy sat between waiting and forgotten...... folded rocks rises up to scratch the clouds, composed, imposed upon the view, sheer cliffs and feral goats a silence framed in muted notes yet to find a stave on which to hang, sustain, refrain, anticipate with baited breath and bated hooks to snatch an echo from mid-air......
this is where you'll find the end of every sentence, crushed and weather-worn, they all come here to die, strewn among the silica and shells and fossils stamped on broken boulders between the sea and me...... gulls impose a knowing glance, voyeurs one and all they've seen the light of day for what it is for the first time in millennia...........
time has come around again but this time something's changed but still remains the same between the eras, overlooked
but not by me
not by me you see
I see you see
I look and see
the sea and what it leaves
as it rises
what it leaves
as it falls
as it recedes
how it grieves...........

© robert greig 2017