As at end of week 5.
Ireland have won Triple Crown but won't win Grand Slam though still have a chance of Six Nations if they beat Italy hugely next week and France and England don't perform.
One hen has disappeared, not in the grain box this time. Though a fox? no one knows and no feathers around but hope she isn't locked away somewhere. She was the most adventurous and also the one that I think did the most damage to my beds.
In Canada Mark Carney has become the next PM, perhaps there will be an election while I'm there? There is further movement on discussions between Ukraine and the US though whether Russia is interested in peace, cessation of the war or a truce, etc remains to be seen.
Have had to drop the price of the bridge drive - not a lot of interest sadly - I didn't want people to think that it was "MY" drive - which it seems to be thought of by some. I note that a lot of people just want free stuff - so like when the summer party comes and it is free - everyone eats like they havent eaten for years - and Helen is asked constantly to do things - she needs a break - especially having fallen off - luckily not out of - a window today and hurt her hip. Tom also has a bad hip.
In the US more chaos - all very unstable and divisive for everyone. So I write poems instead. Here is the latest that still needs some work.
The River flows
The river flows
its met by the stream
together they float the weed
embrace the bank.
Ducks and moorhen dabble, dive and paddle.
One frog, head outstretched, swimming
downstream, legs kicking.
Water voles pop out of holes.
Kingfisher, heron and an egret
tiny minnows congregate to protect
in case a trout is about.
Grasses wave, reeds and purple loosestrife, yellow flags, mint
and marsh marigolds.
Wind ruffles the swan's feathers
as she majestically glides
against the fast flowing, silvery current
the humped back of the cob as he feeds beneath the surface
is never far away.
and then this which I'm not sure I know the inspiration.
Is there help out there?
Are you there Giancarlo
The old man said
Please come and help me
get out of bed.
or maybe its Tommaso
or Max or Fred
who'll make my morning
tea and toast and egg.
Each day a different person
There are too many names
The old man can't remember
They seem to look the same
He tries his best
To put on his vest
But buttons now defeat him
Please come help me Ibrahim
They said they'd send
Someone called Svend
Perhaps Igor or Ilona
Could even be Konrad or Fiona.
Are you there Giancarlo?
I'm sorry if it isn't you
I'd really like some breakfast
Come and join me Angelou.
