It’s Sunday and, as usual, I’m up far too early.
The students are back in town and at 6am some of them were still making their way home. I don’t really notice them most of the time, they are just background clutter in my life, but this year I’ve noticed them more. It’s probably another stage in my decline towards senility.
At this point, in search of a wider vocabulary, I looked up leitmotif as it seemed a good word to use. Ten minutes later I found myself better informed, more confused and less likely ever to use the word.
My age-related confusion is, I think, destined to remain a theme. It’s easier to spell and doesn’t involve Wagner. However, I’m glad I thought of it, as I found the word leitwort. Any day that includes a new word is a good day, but not all good words are words that I will use. If I ever become Oxford Professor of Poetry I might slip it in, but apart from that I can’t see I’ll ever use it again.
Anyway, enough about that.
Today’s subject is sunrise. There was a nice one today, and I didn’t have my camera.
Taking the long way home from dropping Julia off I drove along the high ground to the north of Nottingham and looked down as the ground fell away.
In the darkness of the vally, amongst the mist, a few lights sparkled.
Above that, in the lower part of the sky, a narrow band of salmon pink formed a slightly understated sunrise. The sky above that moved from grey to blue and cloud formations were picked out in pink.
It sounds fairly bland when I describe it, but that’s the fault of the prose, not the sunrise. It was an exquisite moment that reminded me of so many things.
I thought of using my mobile phone to take a photograph but my phone camera is specially designed to remove the colour and beauty from any scene. (It truly is a product of the modern world).
That seemed a good subject for my Sunday morning post, so I came home and started writing.
Thank you for leitmotif and leitwort. I never come away from this blog emptyhanded. 🙂
🙂 Same here – I’m much better informed about foxes, deer and grapes after reading yours. And the internal life of cats…
Cats have a very complicated internal life. 🙂
I always thought it was all sleeping and eating until I started to read Mr Nano in your blog. 🙂
He is happy to have set you straight on that matter . 🙂
🙂
I’m with Derrick. Such vivid writing.
I thought you were supposed to be editing… 🙂
I have to take a break now and then, and what better way than keeping up with blogging friends? 😉
🙂 🙂 🙂
Is age related confusion a leitmotif of your blog?
More of a theme, I think, having read the explanation. Well, as much of the explanation as I could take in.
http://www.filmmusicnotes.com/what-is-a-leitmotif-and-how-does-it-work-in-films/
but my phone camera is specially designed to remove the colour and beauty from any scene. (It truly is a product of the modern world). – made me laugh. I have often had moments of such beauty and wonder and have SO regretted not having my camera.
I’m wondering about the feasibility of having a camera attached to my head so I never miss anything. Small titanium screws might do the trick but I’m struggling on where to put the batteries.
Made me laugh, too!
Thank you. 🙂
Your prose is as good as a camera
Thank you Derrick. You are, as usual, too kind, but I’m happy with flattery. 🙂