It is a rather gloomy Talk Talk Tuesday, here in Southern California. After an absolutely gorgeous weekend, I woke up Monday morning to a steady damp mist that has carried over into today. I hear it is supposed to be nice again by tomorrow, so hallelujah. But meanwhile, I have had this old Nursery Rhyme running through my head.
One misty, moisty morning
When cloudy was the weather
I met an old man
Clothed all in leather
He begain to compliment
And I began to grin
How do you do,
and how do you do,
and how do you do again
-Tradional English nursery song
It seems a weird thing to recall, perhaps, but the weather fits so perfectly...misty, moisty. And as with most nursery rhymes that you reconsider upon adulthood, it has that vaguely creepy ring to it. Who is this old guy decked out in leather, accosting people and laying on the compliments? haha!
Hope it is not too misty, moisty where you are...or maybe I don't hope that! Heck, I won't begrudge you your moistness! Um, anyway, talk talk back...any nursery rhymes stuck in your head? Or anything else? Talk. Talk.
Hope it is not too misty, moisty where you are...or maybe I don't hope that! Heck, I won't begrudge you your moistness! Um, anyway, talk talk back...any nursery rhymes stuck in your head? Or anything else? Talk. Talk.
4 comments:
And what exactly is that particular leather made from? Could be another Rob Zombie movie!
We've had it gloomy here this week so far - chilly and rainy. And the other night I had a dream that it dumped a bunch of snow on us.
Tara: haha! Yes, Rob Zombie might feel right at home reimagining some old Fairy Tales and Nursery Rhymes :-)
Snow dream, eh? Hopefully that just means you were craving a little crushed ice to chew on.
Ew! I hate any variation of the word moist. Ha ha.
Churlita: haha! I know, it is a word that sounds like what it is...what that called?
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