the big yellow sun (a mis-translation over time)

the big yellow sun has climbed up the hill opposite and made its way slowly into the skies. it shines directly over into horsemouth's (new) bedroom (well maybe at a slight angle).

the golden valley is of course a mis-translation over time (as are most things). as the dŵr cymru (welsh water) sign by memorial hall shows - dŵr is welsh for water. the medieval monks of abbey dore mistranslated it as the french d'or or, of gold. (and so the legend was born). 

that at least is horsemouth's current  theory. 

and at this, the golden hour, with the sun low in the sky, it is possible to believe it. 

at the end of the day the opposite side of the valley will be golden. and then the sun will sink into the west (and it all goes dark apart from the headlights on the road). 

the squirrels were in the willow tree (cavorting). a jay has attempted to raid the bird feeder (but it is too big). the sheep are in the field. the rabbits must have been and gone already.  

the spirit of horsemouth's dad keeps bumping around (as he will do). horsemouth has been up already to water the tomato plants in the green house (obligation fulfilled - tick). then there will be the flowers by the house and garage to water. little else requires watering. (that is the generosity of the weather in line with the name of the valley). 

the rows of the vegetables are a little too close together (horsemouth saw his dad purse his lips when horsemouth said 'this far?' doubting but unwilling to say). the sweet peas have not been a great success (too few twigs and branches to lift them up as his dad said) and horsemouth has failed to plant out the rows in a timely fashion in the top and bottom  gardens to ensure potatoes etc. for winter.

horsemouth knows next to nothing about gardening (he's going to have to learn). 

the milkman has just been. horsemouth feels he knows the postman to speak to, if it had been him he would have gone out for a quick chat. 

last night horsemouth was knackered and went to bed early. he will need to listen through to the PKD thing again. 

it's always a good time to talk about harry everett smith and john f. szwed has written a book about him (sadly the NYT have paywalled the article but you can see a flicker of it if you scroll down quickly). 

today a visit to the vets. to see how things are going, the dog is much cheered up (or as cheered up as a 14 year old dog can get).

tomorrow a visit to hay (probably). there is a need to acquire some books that horsemouth and his mum would like to read. there  is often little on TV that either horsemouth or his mum wants to watch, so books are good things. horsemouth is more usually on youtube. there is also the need to rearrange the books in the house and to discover the hidden gems of the collection. 

the golden hour departs too soon and soon the sun's face is hidden in clouds. later it may break through.  

yesterday a walk on the common with his brother's family.