June 15, 2010
This weekend it rained, but otherwise. I was in town and not the same walking quickly, wrapped in his coat, as in the winter evenings, the steam forming a dense cloud in front of you, who take the field for a walk barely clears. While still dripping from the eaves and the treetops.
It's spring, almost summer, night after ten, and the air is fresh and renewed. Everything smells so fragrant and the road ahead of you, a snail slides vigorously. A spiral or, worse, a slug, black as polished and repugnant, the ugliest animal of all creation. Beneath your feet, the sound of the wet earth: crass, crass, crass ... or better: crunch, crunch, crunch ... well, it's hard to describe.
already start chirping birds and the landscape is green, shiny, warm. The situation calls to lie in a meadow or sit on a rock contemplating nature delighting in it, but it happens that is all wet and if you like it you like, sits on a ridge willing to ecstasy, eventually stain pants and then scold him at home:
-How Come, all wet ass. How to grab a pneumonia, what was I thinking? Come on, going on inside and change your.
So, friend, blogger, you know, if you leave the field after a spring rain extasiarte, you better bring a placemat to put it under the buttocks. Unless you want, of course, standing extasiarte. But I would not recommend.
At night it rains again and by morning, but not dripping, people go to their front door, stares at the sky above all, at which time an ancient question, the original question that man has million considering century. Will it rain or no rain? I'm sure the first sound, there in the cave, jointed Australopithecus was to ask his fellow clan: do you think it will rain tonight?
"I think so, would your partner.
"But I do not think he would say another Australopithecus, a little further.
And this is key, blogger friend, that throughout history there has always been disputes between human beings.
If finally, as I predicted, it rains, you stay at home playing cards. For the evenings that spring rains, the better the tute auctioned. Or the anise. Poker is a night game, the desktop is more muscular. For spring afternoon when it rains, the better are the games that it should be noted, while outside the sounds of falling drops, passes away a car and get the kitchen and the smell of coffee.
Van Gogh: Wheat Field in the rain
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