Current time in my woods
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Sometimes I’m in this mood when, you know, when reading philosophical stuff makes me yawn. This particular applies to the stuff written by me. So called “deep-thought-overload”. At such moments I feel the urge to take off my shoes and say something silly or mundane and totally uninspiring. Just for the sake of being casual in my thoughts…and today is the day to be careless, shallow and silly smileish for no reason.
Hey, Happy First Spring Day, humanity! Coz this is the official first day of Spring, the day of the vernal equinox. Lets sing and dance and celebrate…virtually or for real, who cares…perhaps, we have to make up something wonderfully magical and equally silly and exciting…ritual dance of the naked maids of DDLand around the fire, perhaps?
There is a beautifully sad Russian folk tale about the spring. Once upon a time there lived a woodcutter and his old wife. They were poor and had no children. So once in a winter time they rolled snowballs together, and in a short while they had made a "Snegurochka," a snow maiden, so beautiful that no pen could describe her. And of course as it usually happened in the fairy tales, the snow maiden came alive…Anyway, there was that love triangle story, which I’ll miss out. Eventually, Snegurochka stays with the guy she fall in love with…and then there comes a spring time.
One beautiful spring morning her lover came to Snegurochka's little window and pleaded with her to come out with him, just once, for just a moment. For a long while Snegurochka refused to listen, but finally her heart could no longer resist his pleas, and she went with her beloved to the edge of the village. And it was a beautiful day, sun shining, birds singing…And he played for her beautiful songs on his flute…And she listened to the song, and tears rolled down from her eyes. Then her feet melted beneath her; she fell onto the damp earth and suddenly vanished. He saw nothing but a light mist rising from where she had fallen. The vapour rose, rose, and disappeared slowly in the blue sky...her love melted her…
(Well, to be realistic, she wouldn’t have a chance to survive even without love – she was made from a snow, duh! But the tale sounds too romantic to ignore the little unscientific details)
Anyway, welcome Spring! Walking on my lunch time somewhere last week I came across this lovely couple – my very own First Sign of Spring
On more prosaic matters…this week the Government announced official level of unemployment has risen to 6.5%. In practicalities of our life this could be recalculated into 10 applicants for every job advertised. And in even more close to the heart matters it meant that for a one single position we’ve advertised recently, we received…72 applications! Gee, we never saw such an amount. And it is not even a manager’s post…it does show, however, how bad the economy has gotten now. Last year’s October for the similar position we had 17 applications only. It is hostile out there, times have come when you wouldn’t want to be out of work…
Couple of weeks ago I’ve got a new lodger. And he’s light-years away from the previous one! He’s a student, same age as Kid, such a sweet young man and we are getting on quite well. Sometimes I imagine his mom and think if my son would have to find a place in a stranger’s country, my biggest wish would’ve been for him to find kind people. Somehow I feel related to this woman I do not even know.
Ok, guess, that would be it for now. Enough banality of life. Time to go and find more reasons to smile.
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