For today’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt, Linda G. Hill has asked us to “talk about an organ or base your post on the theme of them…or one.”
Okay, I’ve got to get my mind out of the gutter. I have to admit that the first thing that came to mind was sex organ. But since this a PG-rated blog, I decided to think of other types of organs, like internal organs. You know, livers, kidneys, lungs, hearts (although some might argue that the heart is a muscle and not an organ).
And then I thought about mouth organs, like harmonicas or melodicas. Or pipe organs like you might find in churches. Or calliopes (steam organs) that you might find at circuses or carnivals.
And there are electronic organs and these days even digital organs.
But to my mind, there’s nothing like the organ grinder. No, not the kind you find in a butcher shop to make to make chopped liver. The organ grinder I’m thinking about was an entertainer who played a barrel organ in the streets back in the 19th century and the early part of the 20th century. You often found them with little monkeys that were trained to dance around to the sounds coming from the organ.
And that, in a true stream of consciousness mode, led me to the old song by Donovan, “The Hurdy Gurdy Man.”
Sometimes things just work out. For my One-Word Challenge today, I selected the word “melancholy.” It means “a gloomy state of mind, especially when habitual or prolonged; depression; a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.”
I know the cause of my melancholy, but I promised myself I wouldn’t mention Donald Trump today. Oh wait. I just did. Dammit.
But back to my point. Another daily one-word challenge selected the word “mirth.” Mirth means “gladness or gaiety as shown by or accompanied with laughter.”
So, the two daily word prompts today used words that essentially are the exact opposite, one meaning sad and depressed and the other meaning happiness and laughter. I believe, in the nearly two months since those of us who have stepped into the gap left by demise of the WordPress Daily Prompt, this may be a first. Coincidence or serendipity?
Hmm. I wonder if tomorrow’s words might be “coincidental” (occurring or existing at the same time) and “serendipitous” (occurring or discovered by chance in a happy or beneficial way).
Written for today’s Word of the Day Challenge, “mirth,” and for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge, “melancholy.”
Last night at midnight my time, I published today’s FOWC with Fandango One-Word Challenge. The word for today was “lessen.” But as several bloggers pointed out to me when I woke up this morning, the wording in my posted FOWC prompt read “Today’s word is ‘lesson.’ Not to be confused with yesterday’s word, “lesson.’”
What the hell, Fandango? Is the word for today “lessen” or “lesson”?
Let me assure you, it’s “lessen.” Or at least it was supposed to be, since yesterday’s word was “lesson.”
Oh how clever I thought I was being to create homophone prompts on consecutive days. But maybe too clever for my own good, perhaps.
In the end, though, I did learn several lessons from this experience.
- Never publish a post when I’m just about to fall asleep
- Always proofread my post at least two or three times, including reading it aloud at least once, before hitting “Schedule” or “Publish”
- Lessen my dependence on autocorrect to catch my errors. Apparently autocorrect isn’t good with many homophones
Let that be a lesson for all of us.
In a post yesterday I played a little bit with perspectives. It was a simple line drawing. If you looked at it one way, you would see a duck, but if you looked at it another way, it looked like a rabbit.
That reminded me of one of my favorite “double vision” works of art.
Raise your hand if you’ve seen this before.
This 1892 drawing, called “All is Vanity,” is the work of American illustrator Charles Allan Gilbert. It employs a double image (or visual pun) showing a woman admiring herself in a mirror while sitting at a vanity. But when viewed from a distance, it appears to be a human skull.
What do you see when you look at it? I see a woman sitting at her vanity, but if I take my glasses off, I see a skull.
Hmm. Maybe I should have titled this post “Poor Vision.”
The photo above is un-retouched. It hasn’t been run through any filter or photo editing app. This is what the sky over San Francisco looked like early yesterday morning. It had a brownish-yellow tint to it, which lasted until late morning. It was really quite eerie.
The cause of this unusual sky was wildfires in Lake, Napa, and Yolo counties located to the northeast of San Francisco. Strong southeasterly winds sent smoke and ash drifting across the Bay Area, the result of which was the sky taking on that sickish tint.
By Saturday night, the Yolo County fire had turned into a 32,500-acre blaze in the face of what is called “red-flag” weather conditions — high temperatures, gusty winds and low humidity — on land dried by years of drought. As of last night, it was only 2% contained and firefighters ordered evacuations.
The wildfire season in Northern California typically starts in the fall, after hot, dry summer months leave brush and woods primed to burn. But this year, as in recent years, the fires have come early. And they aren’t likely to end any time soon.
But don’t worry, this climate change thing is a Chinese hoax. And yellow skies filled with smoke and ash are pretty, aren’t they?