TUSAL - 24 March

Yesterday was the new moon day. I took a photo of my ORTs jar, but forgot to post it. Here it is. If you wonder what this is all about, you can go to Daffycat's blog for an explanation.

Poetry Monday :: Pets

  Diane of On the Border and Jenny of Procrastinating Donkey are taking turns hosting Poetry Monday.
   This week Diane is giving us Pets, we've known and loved.
   Normally Mimi is also participating. 
   I did not have many pets as a child. Our parents did not think that a dog or even a cat was a good idea, as we lived in a city. And as a grown up I first lived in small apartments, and loved my traveling summer holidays too much, then we had many children (and still we traveled), and now I dream of traveling once again, so no pets incoming. 
  I actually never was keen on  keeping pets. Apart from those listed in the poem I once had a white mouse that died after only a few days, a crazy, inbred cat, which went blind and even more crazy with each passing day. And then my sister had a couple of  Guinea pigs, a giant, multicoloured male, and a tiny white female called Snowwhite. We had lots of drama keeping the male from squishing poor Snowwhite. I don't remember what happened to them.

In the vine that once grew in my backyard
Lived both spiders and bugs and some bees.
To keep them alive was a small start
I also kept earthworms, not fleas.

We began our career with some ladybugs
They were pretty and shiny - a blight
But they all ended up in a hole we dug
Goodness gracious those critters could bite.

In the backyard we had an old fishtank
Which was home to both spiders and worm
We named them and fed them and got spanked
When an earthworm escaped with a squirm.

As I later went on to keep wild bees
 - I was not very wise at that age -
I caught all of the bees in our pear trees
But they did not stay long in my cage.

As the last in the line was a red cat
Just like Garfield, so lazy and fat
He ate cucumbers, mice and a single rat.
And he died on the mat where he sat.

The 'tune' comes from John Wyndham's The Kraken Wakes, suiting for this apocalyptic time:

Oh I'm burning my brains in the back room
Almost setting my cortex alight
To find a new thing to go crack-boom
And blow up a xenobathite

Sorry, dear John, to have maltreated your fine poetry.😉

Next week we'll speak of Writing.

A til Å ? -- A to Z ?

     April er måneden hvor bloggere verden over skriver blogs med ord fra A-Z, Jeg deltog sidste år, men er langt fra sikker på, at jeg har lyst i år.
      Man kan læse mere og melde sig til her på engelsk. Jeg melder mig ikke til, og hvis jeg hopper på udfordringen, så skal det på en eller anden måde bringe fortællingen om Susan og Enhjørningegården videre.
     Lad os se, hvad der sker i de kommende dage.
     Hvis der er nogen, der har ideer til ord fra A-Å - alle, et par stykker eller kun et enkelt - der kunne blive til en kortere eller længere historie om Susan, så må I endelig skrive. Jeg lover ikke andet end at prøve.

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  April is the month where bloggers all over the world accept the A-Z challenge. I am not going to sign up, because I'm not really sure whether I want to join this year or not. And if I do it, I am going to write small chapters or even parts of chapters about Susan and Unicorn Farm.
  Let's see what the coming days will bring.
  If you have any ideas for word - all from A-Z, many, a few, just one - that could belong to Susan's universe, feel free to post. I do not promise to use the words, but I promise to do my best. 

Verdenspoesidagen

World Poetry Day

  I dag er der verndenspoesidagen, og som medlem af det danske haikunetværk bliver jeg nok nødt til at fejre dagen med et haiku. Det er ikke hverken særligt dybsindigt eller filosofisk. Jeg har vist set for meget UgleTV.

Uglemor ruger,
vi er med på en kigger.
Hvor er uglefar?

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  Today is World Poetry Day and as I am a member of the Danish Haiku Society I just have to celebrate the day with a haiku. Not very deep or surprising, but suiting this photo. I have been watching (too much) OwlTV.

Brooding MotherOwl
we're all having a peek.
Where is DaddyOwl?

Nattebillede fra UgleTV  -- Night photo from OwlTV

Forårsjævndøgn og frødag

Spring Equinox and World Frog Day

I dag er der god grund til at fejre. Det er forårsjævndøgn - det betyder at forår, varme og solskin vender tilbage 🌞 Og så er der international frødag 🐸 Begge dele er noget at være taknemmelig for i disse dage. Her i Uglebo fortsætter vi med at passe på hinanden, nyde solskinnet trods den lovede nattefrost, og så skal vi vist plante nogle frø.

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Today is a day to celebrate. It is Spring equinox, and this means that spring, summer and sunshine is returning. 🌞 And it is World Frog Day.🐸
 

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Måske mere senere ... maybe to be continued.  🌞