...love was such an easy game to play...
...that was not what I was going to say..but I'm here with a chord guitar music sheet for 'Hey Jude' and I am fully procrastinating having a shot at it - despite the beauty of my guitar and it's new string/s.
I was going to take my guitar (said in American Country voice) to the Downs. Changed my mind.
Yesterday..It was another perfect day. Six hours in nature. I think that I have become 'Naturegirl', so much so that the sheep and lambs were milling around me and sniffing my discarded Birks and poking around me. I guess my vibe is that mellow. I am now elevated to Naturegirl status. That's high status, indeed.
At one point, I was laughing out loud. One of the ewes was bleating, 'merde', which means 'shit', in French. I thank you, ewe, for bringing me the giggles.
I hung out with sheep. How lovely. One lamb, in particular, seemed more than fascinated by seeing human lying on a blanket and reading, quietly giggling.
The day before I had spent 5 hours in paradise and decided to sever the sheep skull from it's carcass, with my *Celia Birtwell floral secateurs, a gift from my mum (I'm so fucking posh, and menopausal - don't be deluded by the swearing, many of the poshest people swear like M*******)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Celia_Birtwell
It was quite easy, I only had to cut through a neck ligament to disconnect it.
*Married to Ossie Clarke, both painted by Hockney 'Mr and Mrs Clarke with Percy', 1970
https://www.tate.org.uk/art/artworks/hockney-mr-and-mrs-clark-and-percy-t01269
I have had my eye on this skull now, for several weeks. It is now decayed enough to claim. So I have the said skull in my cherry tree and it requires a little more decomposition. I may immerse it in caustic soda..cos I'm an impatient kinda femme. Skulls are beautiful objects d'art.
I had a perfect sheep's skull, until I volunteered it up to a local school, which had annoyed my daughter considerably. I was in a sharing mood.
...I have come to a conclusion, that unless I spend a considerable amount of my life in nature, I am prone to depression or social malady. The more time out in nature, the more adjusted that I feel. The healthier I am.
I am very sensitive to noise pollution. I often wear ear plugs to avoid the stress of noise pollution and sunnies to cut out the glaring reality of social disease. I do not wear them because I think I am cool - I wear them for necessity. They cut out the glare of bright light, retina burning brightness....and the discomfort of seeing socially diseased humans.
In nature...well, it's perfect paradise...which reminds me of Louis CK and his spiel on the subject. It's laugh out loud.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YWZkwuILn_s
And the answer to the question, 'Why is she so happy?' Well, this is one of the reasons.
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