Monday, 29 April 2024

written in the evening/ written in the morning

howard's golden glow mix from this day in 2018 (opening with a tune by howard and then proceeding off into the ambience). the meal is a typical howard meal from the time, pitta bread, posh cheese, humous, dhal, spinach as a salad (delicious).  

we enter the the devil rides out timeline once again in the run up to beltane. this afternoon rex will fly in. himself and the duc will drive to their protege simon's house and discover him preparing for a black mass. 

yesterday a bright but cold day (light rain in the morning and in the evening). horsemouth did two trips down to the abbey, on his own in the morning and then again with his mum in the afternoon (same as yesterday). in the morning, while he was doing some remarkably shoddy fencing, he heard the bells ringing. (remind him to finish it off). that's him and his mum for the abbey duty for the next 11 weeks.

he dug out a little more of the garden to get some more broad bean plants in (the slugs have been waging war on the ones he put in earlier). the leeks seem to be coming up well (but he will wait a while before he puts these out). nothing else seems to be on the go yet - perhaps the peas. 

horsemouth watched some clips and read about sculptor françois breton. in a way his son's remodelling  of farm buildings strikes horsemouth as more interesting. he owes finding out about it to an architect who had moved to a breton fishing town to refurbish a house in an ecologically satisfying way. the architect mainly does sailing videos. 

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and so we progress onto the written in the morning material.  

it is always more hopeful at the sunrise - but then the sun ascends into the heavens and behind the clouds (the day assumes its proper demeanour, though that may of course change). the sheep seem unbothered. the garden is mainly growing buttercups. 

(ok the sheep are gone. richard (the neighbour) has just come to move them. maybe

'there is no real way to deal with everything we lose'  remarks joan didion as a pay off line to a chapter. 

having dealt with her ancestors and the founding myths of the family she is forced to deal with her father and mother's deaths. one day in the false 'old' part of town with her mother and (adopted) daughter she realises that her daughter isn't part of this (the family history/ the family myth) and she finds herself growing free of it. 

'the tenacious (and, as I see it now, pernicious) mood of nostalgia.' 

her life is already filling up with memorabilia that she wants to discard and move on from, not to take them across the mountains and make of them a family keepsake. more tragedy will strike (as it does), her husband and her daughter will die, she will live on in new york alone. 

tomorrow more golden glow. horsemouth's books, films, gigs, events list for april. 1st may, 2nd may, 3rd may important days in the spanish uprising against napoleonic rule, may 2nd the local elections (horsemouth is out of town and so will not be voting).  


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