Nov. 19th, 2001

Triffids?

Nov. 19th, 2001 04:44 am
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In the movie Day of the Triffids, a meteor shower is the occasion for the invasion of Earth by an alien vegetable race called Triffids. All the humans who watched the meteors were blinded by them, thus allowing the large and rather sluggish broccoli-like creatures to take over the world, until it is discovered that they are delicious with a nice hollandaise.... no, wait- that isn't what happens. Oh, yeah. Turns out they can be destroyed with ordinary sea water. Not surprising. Too much salt on veggies always has unpleasant results.

Anyway, was this apropos of anything in particular? Well, yes. Since watching the Leonids last night I have had a certain loopiness. I'm not going blind, or anything; just feeling lightheaded and goofy. I wonder if there is a connection? Probably I put something out of place in my neck while looking up. Or is that carrot over there actually walking?

PS; I can't believe that, when I just ran spellcheck on this entry, it didn't question triffid. That means somebody actually put that word in the program's dictionary. Cool.

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There is no weather I find more enjoyable than that which precedes an autumn rain. Today, I woke to a sky filmed with the thinnest layers of clouds, so that they were neither white nor grey, but a pale, powdery blue. As I walked through the quiet streets, the day darkened until shadows ceased altogether to be things and became only a deeper atmosphere gathered under thickets and along the walls of houses. The field in the wide vale east of my house, newly green from the recent rains, is less defined now that the deciduous trees around it have lost much of their foliage, revealing more of the evergreens beyond them. Until it faded to a ghost in the slowly lowering cloud, the distant ridge across the river lifted its crown of pines like a shadow of the nearer ridge which is the eastern boundary of the field. Now, a vague breeze stirs the chill air, and a few more leaves drop from the trees. Soon, the first drops of rain will speckle the grey pavement in the early dark.

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