@moorehn It's so nice you know about the djinn who borrow things for a while and bring them back โค๏ธ my late father used to say, when he was building something and one of the tools went missing "oh it's jinn again, he will play with it and bring it back" and the tools always reappeared:)
@kittensnotkids ๐ Was hanging out the washing to dry and suddenly remembered my father's tears soaking through my jacket while I tried to comfort him in his hospital bed. He was scheduled for a surgery, terribly frightened and in extreme pain. He survived it but ended his life the day after.
@GWaldmensch Oh, das ist schรถn! Von mir kommen dann Schneeglรถckchen, Narzissen und (angebliche, mal schauen was sie werden) englische Bluebells โค๏ธ
As the church bell sounded the last deep toll of the eleven, the wet, mizzling rain suddenly stopped and in the silence, a blackbird began to sing in the apple orchard by the memorial. Standing in his old great coat, still flecked with mud, the Doctor remembered another little blackbird calling in a wood where bodies lay. These were songs of God, he thought, longing for a cigarette, of a God who fell in strips of light in cottage parlours when the telegrams were read in trembling hands, in the piping larks who rose above the shelling, of the sudden singing of the Welshmen along the trench, rich and dark and as holy as Christmas night.
@hikingshawty I try to think of autumn / October as some kind of second spring (lovely colours, still lots of flowers around etc..), but then November comes and the struggle starts ๐
@shagbark_hick Thank you! :) Happy they somehow found a way to do some good. Utica I read about in your stories is so far away from everything we know, that's why I was surprised.