Writer’s Workshop: Blah Blah Blah…

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It’s started to cool down here in the sunny Southeast, with overnight temperatures falling as low as the upper 50’s (around 15 for you centigrade fans) at night.

Autumn hasn’t started as far as the astronomers are concerned; that’ll be next Wednesday, by which time the summer temperatures return here, reaching almost 90 (32 C) by then.

The pollen season, naturally, has started; Mary’s very sensitive to it, so I imagine she’ll be laying in a supply of Claritin for the occasion.

By the end of next week, we should be at the point where day and night are virtually the same length, which is the definition of the autumnal equinox.

Funny thing: that’s also the definition of the vernal equinox, which happens in March, right around my birthday.

The difference is that after the vernal equnox, the amount of daylight increases; after the autumnal equinox, the amount of daylight decreases.

I’m sure you all knew that, but I have fourteen lines to write, and this line is the halfway point.

Queen Elizabeth II’s funeral is next week; it promises to be a huge affair, covered by all the news networks, with plenty of pomp and circumstance.

I, like a lot of Americans, liked her very much, but I’ll probably pass on watching any TV coverage of her funeral, choosing instead to be asleep or just waking up.

In our younger and more foolish days, Mary and I got up to watch then-Prince-now-King Charles marry Lady Diana Spencer.

The whole thing fell apart, of course, and she died in a car accident and Charles married Camilla, the true love of his life, who is now the Queen Consort (at least I think she is; I’m sure someone will correct me if I’m wrong).

Then perhaps the world can get back to normal… no, wait, then we have an election here.

I for one will be very happy to see the ads, which amount to “vote for me, don’t vote for him/her, he/she is a jerk and will probably vote to blow up the earth,” stop running every 10 minutes during Wheel of Fortune, Jeopardy! and the reruns of The Andy Griffith Show on MeTV.

And just like that, fourteen lines are complete…

13 thoughts on “Writer’s Workshop: Blah Blah Blah…

  1. I can’t wait for the gloomy weather to sneak back in, but I think we still have a good handful of sunny days left in Seattle. Shocking I know. ;) I’ve also like the queen. What a long life of service she lived. I hope she’s somewhere in heaven sleeping in.


  2. We are happy to have temperatures and humidity low enough to open the doors and windows. We will not be watching the funeral either. I do have sympathy for those who lost their queen.


    1. I was fond of her and Prince Philip, who seemed like a couple of crotchety old birds who would have plenty to say if you were to iisten in on their private conversations. What King Charles III and the rest of the royals will do is anyone’s guess, but he doesn’t seem to be an especially personable sort. Guess we’ll see after a while….

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      1. I can not imagine how difficult it must be to have been raised by someone whose primary responsibilities do not always mean their own children. Not that the Queen was not a good mother, but she had a lot of political weight on her shoulders.


        1. I think the Windsor Kids were raised by nannies until they reached school age, when they were bundled off to Eton (or whatever the female version is in the case of Princess Anne). Elizabeth’s main job was to try and stay out of the politics…


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