April 2008 Archives

Feeling meaningless today and kinda mean, not so keen. Took a while to wake up, which I did out in the snow because it had snowed in the night and the thing to do when there is snow is go outside and walk about and play with it a bit. Which we did. It took about 20 minutes in the cold to wake up enough to enjoy it. This was after trying to roll snowballs which didn't work so well because the snow wouldn't stick to itself. Although it was crunchy underfoot, that satisfying grinding snow sound, it was too powdery to stick to its own ball(s). Farid was out on the south lawn making some kind of snow crop circles into a mountain. I put what ball I had on top of his mountain. Jerome was on his way to work and Dagmar was making huge bubbles out of her window on the first floor of the school. Then I was awake more and we walked around the grove. I liked pulling branches back making them lose some snow and making snowfall again. Rabbit tracks in the snow and cold looking spring flowers. Then, back home, I showered with one of the new shower smoothies and went back to bed and slept till lunchtime. By then it was a proper spring day and the snow was 3/4 melted, dripping off the trees as I walked to the school. I sat outside with Christophe and Francisco who talked about LPG engines. After, Christophe told me border crossings go much smoother if you drive an estate. Sensible, trustworthy people drive estates. In the afternoon I don't know what I did. Felt meaningless and did meaningless things on the internet I guess. Oh, uploaded some photos to flickr. Watched the video in the last post which gave a little meaning, took an afternoon walk round the Inwoods loop and then listened to the first half of Russell Brand's show from last night. Funny and probably offensive bit about 'tit milk'. Right now we are about to watch 2 Days in Paris. Except Caroline is putting out her homemade lanterns first.

Dell April Snow
Towards Oakshott

In a cold north wind, warmer in sheltered valleys, we walked a loop from the top of Ashford Hangers to Hawkley. This is an area just north of Petersfield in Hampshire, north of 'Little Switzerland'. There's a couple of little streams, clear waters, at the foot of the hill, then the path rises to the village, with its church and small village green. Very old yew trees.

Hawkley Church

On the way back, the climb up the back of the Hangers was good and steep, working our legs and lungs hard. Some 4x4s had channelled deep tire ravines into the chalk clay. There were great views over to East Hampshire and to the south from the top.

East Hants

After lunch we went to Winchester to get some stuff - bird feed (mainly for the duck couple who now live in our garden.) She is heavily pregnant and very hungry. She is very beautiful, a lighter brown than the usual, and I've fallen in love with her. Another female comes by too, with her 10 or so ducklings. And there is another set of them at Number 1, one a bright yellow like a chicken chick. C got wire for her homemade candle lanterns and I got my hair cut. I'm going to a more expensive barber next time; the cheap ones (not so cheap at £9) don't really listen to what you want. At Tesco we got shower smoothies and bath foams and yoghurt soda bread that it's hard not to eat in one day.

This evening we watched Prairie Home Companion. I didn't realise it was a real show until I looked it up later. It had some charm, but was mainly inconsequential. Woody Harrelson is very watchable. I am watching Empire Magazine's top 25 of 2007. That was number 24. 25 was Venus with Peter O'Toole, that had a lot more depth. But both basically luvvie movies. I guess critics like Industry movies, and as such Ratatouille got higher reviews than it would have done had it not featured a critic.

Dru Yoga Wake up and Sun Saluation this morning on waking. I feel an energy building up. The temptation is to try to do something about it, but what happens if you let it run its course?