it has been raining now for days on end, the river gets higher and higher and has me worried; it is not yet quite at the door, but it looks like it might be so soon. the wash hangs on the line getitng soaked and more soaked and begins to rot, garmets that have been taken into the house and hang from many places fare not much better....
we all are , wet and freezing, depressed and wondering if we will ever see the sun again: or have a shadow for that matter, aww, well ,we can always- as a form of compensation- admire - like narcissus-our bedraggled appearances in the many newly emerged rivers, puddles and streams..
strangely; the restaurant is doing very well indeed- i should have no customeres at all, but for some undefinable reason, a steady steream of tourists brave the rain, mud and slippery garden path- the odd one gobsmakking onto the ground.. and they want' food, food and more food' . where do they come from? i do not know.. but they are nice people too, and the restaurant is more fun than it has been in a long time....
meanwhile the river rises and it feels a bit like dancing on a vulcano....
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