I can see blue sky! No water or white stuff is falling from the sky!The sun is shining!

It still exists. I am so relieved.-

... and it won't cool down.

But I don't mind so much today because I know what I am suffering for.

The hay harvest of my colleague Lena, in whose stables my cats were born. She needs that hay to get her horses over the next winter without too much cost.

She said she'll get the hay in by tomorrow afternoon; tomorrow evening, it can rain. Until then, I'll sweat without complaint.


And if there's a little tabby-and-white tomcat left over by the end of the summer, I'll take him and call him Faun. If not, maybe next year...

We are having rain and thunder right now.

I hope it washes the Eyafjallajökull ash cloud right out of the air. Then people can go to Hanover Messe as planned, and my colleagues won't return early from that trade fair to pester me with spontaneity on the days I set aside for catching up with the stuff their spontaneity often keeps me from.-

Thank you, universe.-

1. Why is it March 6th and snowing like that? I know, I know, it did so a few years ago, too. That's no reason to do it now. However, I did most of my shopping yesterday (just want to go to the eco-supermarket and satisfy my curiosity about washnuts), and on Tuesday, when I was in the laundrette, some guru said on the radio that there would be snow on the weekend, but right after that spring will really come. So there is hope.-

2. Why are some of the best and most universally appealing posts that turn up on my flist invariably flocked? No, I don't mean you -- apart from the part where you write like a young goddess, too, and have really interesting stories to tell. But really, the things that languish in obscurity there -- moving, funny, brilliant, quotable things only given to a choice few! Okay, I flock music posts and suchlike, too. But for some reason, some of the best posts from the best bloggers on my flist are flocked. It's like going, 'Oooooooh look at the shiny -- erm, not.'

3. Why is everybody travelling all over the place this weekend? The Nazgul is in a kendo camp and communicating via text massaging in the breaks (including the very tipsy ones last night, from drinking with the sensei), in addition to everybody in Milliways traipsing around for reasons of spring break.

(As to have one Urquhart-free post today:)

While The Island is groaning (rightfully so!) about Greenland having stolen the gulf stream (What does it want with it, thaw out all its Eskimo mummies like the ones from Qilakitsoq*??), the effect that all this has on the landscape is very pretty.

**ducks from all the snowballs the Brits start hurling at this unfeeling blasphemy**

*No clicky linky if you don't want to see m-things right away!! Wikipedia, as I have often remarked, likes to have gory pictures jump right at you and disturb you deeply when you look something up, and you can't ask them to take them away, because of neutrality and accuracy...

It's grown really cold all of a sudden, with flurries of snow that has scared the suburban trains (big and red and cowardly, just like Lucifer) really badly, so the entire schedule is buggered up. Getting to and from work today was a bit of a chore.

But that's not the OMG cold I mean! I mean the virtual cold in Milliways' virtual outside that Teja and ashen_key's newest pup Kait Galweigh agree on abhorring. No snow please, we're from the Mediterranean!

And Google Ads, in its great wisdom, gave me the following in the sidebar of the Gmail thread with all the notifies:



Nose warmers!!! Mwahahahahahah!!! **keels over laughing**

Dear World,

you have about five hours to be stopping this deluge already. Or I shall be infinitely pissed off.

Please??

- Maru

ETA: It's still raining now in the afternoon, and icy cold. We're not going. I'm REALLY pissed off!

It's March 25th 2009, and it is still snowing.-

On the other hand, it is March 25th 2009, and after years of waiting, I finally have the third book of 'Stone Dance Of The Chameleon'. The bloke apparently not only managed to finally write it, his editors did edit it, the printers printed, the bookbinders bound it as a hardcover, then the books were shipped, some of them to Amazon, and Amazon actually shipped a copy to me.



It is called 'The Third God'. It has triceratopsoid creatures on the cover. I will now read it.-

Cool air drifting past.
Finally, the rains have come.
Maru is happy.