8 December 2024

Stormy Sunday

I Like It When It's Stormy



When I woke up this morning, Stormy Darragh was on my mind..... So I barred the door behind me against the wind, and saddled up my pinto for a wild ride.....




Rode down the shore apiece, where the Wash was blowing foam:




Then kicked off across the drainage ditch where the reeds were going mad:




Over the marsh the geese were lying low:




But a red kite was hanging in there over the field up beyond the old railway line:




Then the wind picked up, and spooked my horse, who threw me down on the track, tearing off like a National winner, leaving me lying in the mud.....




Stormy weather, stormy weather
And I just can't get my poor self together

Harold Arlen / Ted Koehler
Stormy Weather




Well I limped on into the woods, trees crashing all around:




Lord have mercy on me
Though I'm tryin' and tryin' to find my pinto
Won't somebody please send 'er home

Aaron T-Bone Walker
Stormy Monday




But then I saw a glim of light:




Just past my favourite tree:




Despite the debris all around:




The mashed up waste of winter weather, the death of life, the mess of autumn, I found some signs of hope.  A tiny fungus here:




A larger one here peeking through the litter:




And there were leaves that had clung on:




Brave, lonely leaves that would not give in to the forces against them:




And then there were catkins, the male flowers of the hazel, early this year, but strong and healthy, ready to give new life in the spring:




And then, above the gale, I heard bells ringing, the bells of St Mary's, calling the faithful to prayer, a lovely sound.....




And, even though I walked on by, I knew that, somehow, somewhere there was some good in this world.....

I like it when it's stormy
'Cause it reminds me of my life
When lightning strikes without warning
Like it has in my world once or twice
I hear the thunder rolling
Feel the icy, cold hail storm
I like it when it's stormy
But I don't like being alone


I like it when it's stormy
Blowin' a hard rain
Looking out my window
Wishing you was coming back again

Hank Williams Jr.
I like it when it's stormy




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[Please note that quoting Hank Williams Jr. in no way endorses his political views.]


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Maybe I will find my horse again some day....





2 comments:

  1. Always a lovely read and a snippet into your local life. Hope you are well x

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  2. Did your horse return? I hope so...

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