Dismal

So when afternoon arrived, out came the sun, drying all the shine the streets had gathered, and away flew the great puffs of white, billowing cloud and whatever remaining rain they might have contained. There is a musty scent in the air, made by decaying things gotten wet after long being dry. Summer ended with a gray day and now autumn has begun with this cheery brilliance. Tonight the vivid white moon glows in perfectly clear sky. ::yawn::. Yes, ::yawn:: I say! I'm in no mood for cheeriness! The only thing that brought a hint of a smile to my face today was the news that a large chunk of earth in Los Angeles had melted away and slid into a street. Ah, nostalgia! I only wish I'd been there to see it. A nice Southern California downpour would have suited me so much better than that day and night of halfhearted drizzle.


Of course this mood calls for a very moody ( Sunday Verse )