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In the Midst of It All
It's raining -- again! -- but I no longer need to worry about flooding.
Instead, I can relax and enjoy a dry house and no pool noise.
Instead, I can relax and enjoy a dry house and no pool noise.
2007-07-20
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WTF - Fire Drill?
4pm. Friday afternoon.
It's raining.
We've had to evacuate due to an unspecified "emergency in the building."
I was just about ready to go home, but now I can't get to my car because no one is being allowed into the parking areas.
*grrrrr
It's raining.
We've had to evacuate due to an unspecified "emergency in the building."
I was just about ready to go home, but now I can't get to my car because no one is being allowed into the parking areas.
*grrrrr
The Voice of the Wolf
I am reading a book called The Wolf, the Woman, the Wilderness: A True Story of Returning Home. The author, Teresa tsimmu Martino, writes of her experience returning an orphaned wolf to the wild, and in doing so discovering some of her own wildness along with the strength of her mixed Italian-Osage heritage. She is a woman who lived with several wolves and wolf-dog mixes over the years, and knows them well.
She writes vividly and with love -- and one passage today struck me with particular force, for in the imagined voice of one of her wolves she captured the voice of my beloved who had kinship with wolves.
Writing about the futility of trying to force a wolf into a vehicle, she describes the final stage of the conflict. The italics are hers:
"But if I continue, perhaps muttering 'Get up you lazy old dusty thing,' The wolf grabs my arm in his teeth, snarling, as if to say, Look, move me where I don't want to go, and we're going to have problems. Your problems will be bigger than mine. He then looks at me with a frank arresting stare, the strength of the mountain rumbling in his eyes."
Those who knew Lohain will, I think, hear his voice in the italics (shaded with laughter or cold warning, depending on the situation) and remember the mountains in his eyes.
She writes vividly and with love -- and one passage today struck me with particular force, for in the imagined voice of one of her wolves she captured the voice of my beloved who had kinship with wolves.
Writing about the futility of trying to force a wolf into a vehicle, she describes the final stage of the conflict. The italics are hers:
"But if I continue, perhaps muttering 'Get up you lazy old dusty thing,' The wolf grabs my arm in his teeth, snarling, as if to say, Look, move me where I don't want to go, and we're going to have problems. Your problems will be bigger than mine. He then looks at me with a frank arresting stare, the strength of the mountain rumbling in his eyes."
Those who knew Lohain will, I think, hear his voice in the italics (shaded with laughter or cold warning, depending on the situation) and remember the mountains in his eyes.
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Another Me-me-me-meme
Via Ahavah_Eyeh (whose name I can never spell correctly!)
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Pottermass Eve Quiz
I haven't posted a quiz like this in ages. I'm not sure I agree with the result, but ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kateri_thinks did ask if any of her friends could come up with someone besides Hermione!*
Find out your Harry Potter personality at LiquidGeneration!
*Given the wording of the answer, I suspect I got Sirius because I finally decided that if given the choice of fantasy companions, I would rather sail with Jack Sparrow than quest with Gandalf.
kateri_thinks did ask if any of her friends could come up with someone besides Hermione!* Find out your Harry Potter personality at LiquidGeneration!
*Given the wording of the answer, I suspect I got Sirius because I finally decided that if given the choice of fantasy companions, I would rather sail with Jack Sparrow than quest with Gandalf.