Farewell to July
Jul. 31st, 2008 06:39 pmSome say the ferocious vampiric moskeedle,
Whose beak is as sharp as an old tailor's needle,
Is food for the swallow
And bats from the hollow,
But if I can swat her, I don't heed that wheedle.
[with editorial revision by
hellmutt]
Just as I was leaving work at lunchtime (today being my half day off) the weather alarm radio went off with a severe storm warning for the county immediately to our west. (They had announced a severe storm watch somewhat earlier, to run through the evening hours.)
Knowing that the sheep were probably outdoors and the storm would reach us in an hour or so, I went straight home. When I got there, I pulled up the local weather radar on the web and sure enough, a nasty looking front seemed to be headed right for us. Out then to put the sheep inside and chain shut the north door of the big barn where heavy rain can blow in and wet the hay. In due time, a dire warning was issued, speaking of 80 mile an hour winds and possible hail. The front hit 30 minutes later, but with only 40 mile an hour gusts and a brief spatter of rain. I don't know whether to be irritated, disappointed, or pleased.
The temperature dropped nicely afterward, but the humidity climbed. Now it's positively steamy outside, and the mosquitoes are feasting on anyone or anything that dares venture out there. Still had to feed everyone and put them to bed for the night, leaving doors open because it's so oppressively humid. Hence the doggerel above. Or should I say "ponyrel?"
Whose beak is as sharp as an old tailor's needle,
Is food for the swallow
And bats from the hollow,
But if I can swat her, I don't heed that wheedle.
[with editorial revision by
Just as I was leaving work at lunchtime (today being my half day off) the weather alarm radio went off with a severe storm warning for the county immediately to our west. (They had announced a severe storm watch somewhat earlier, to run through the evening hours.)
Knowing that the sheep were probably outdoors and the storm would reach us in an hour or so, I went straight home. When I got there, I pulled up the local weather radar on the web and sure enough, a nasty looking front seemed to be headed right for us. Out then to put the sheep inside and chain shut the north door of the big barn where heavy rain can blow in and wet the hay. In due time, a dire warning was issued, speaking of 80 mile an hour winds and possible hail. The front hit 30 minutes later, but with only 40 mile an hour gusts and a brief spatter of rain. I don't know whether to be irritated, disappointed, or pleased.
The temperature dropped nicely afterward, but the humidity climbed. Now it's positively steamy outside, and the mosquitoes are feasting on anyone or anything that dares venture out there. Still had to feed everyone and put them to bed for the night, leaving doors open because it's so oppressively humid. Hence the doggerel above. Or should I say "ponyrel?"
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Date: 2008-08-01 01:16 am (UTC)Two things I really dislike; Humidity and mosquitoes.
We've got them worse here than last year for sure. All out of the way places we like are so over grown this year too. Usually there's been at least a couple of big die-offs by this time.
Do you have West Nile down your way too?
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Date: 2008-08-01 02:09 am (UTC)Since then we've heard less about it, but it is still here. The county health department issues regular warnings about not letting mosquitoes bite you, which is absurd. Even if you stayed locked in the house 24/7 you'd get bitten a few times. Those of us who have to work can't avoid bites.
Worse, they continue to approve more urban sprawl, which means subdivision plats with "holding ponds" and "retention areas" that fill with water and breed mosquitoes in a wet spring such as we had this year. Stupid, but of course the money always wins out over common sense or common good.
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Date: 2008-08-01 09:06 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-01 12:06 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-01 10:26 am (UTC)*towel dries and starts grooming the damp pony*
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Date: 2008-08-01 10:42 am (UTC)Horses are mosquito magnets, which isn't nice for them or for us.
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Date: 2008-08-01 01:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-01 03:12 pm (UTC)The real vampire bat is a nasty critter, but only found in South America I believe. I'm not sure how the connection between vampires and bats first came up, because it seems to predate knowledge of the actual vampire bat. In other words, the real bat was named after Dracula rather than the other way around. ;p
Bats can carry rabies. There is presently a warning in our county about bats with rabies, and three or four actual sick bats have been caught and proven to be infected. However, our typical bats don't bite people unless they are cornered and handled against their will, so the warning essentially just applies to handling or interfering with bats, which should be avoided.
I love the silly belief that bats will get tangled in your hair. No idea where that nonsense comes from, but it's amazing how many people really do think it's true.
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Date: 2008-08-01 03:27 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-01 04:59 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-08-01 05:48 pm (UTC)Bats are kinda messy. Guano was named for them. They also carry rabies and other diseases.
But I don't think any of that was behind the fear of the bat getting entangled in one's hair. It's rather founded in the human distaste or fear of touching or being touched anything small and wiggly. In other words, much like the traditional fear of women that mice would run up their skirts, hence the notion that they should/would jump up on a chair or table at the sight of a mouse.
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Date: 2008-08-01 05:53 pm (UTC)And a maiden I shall stay...
And yes. It was specifically the hair thing I was curious about. Apart from general panic caused by being stuck to anything that's terrified and flapping, and the hygiene concerns (possibly more modern?), it seems an odd thing to be afraid of. Certainly an odd thing on which to fixate.
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Date: 2008-08-01 06:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-01 09:01 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-01 04:29 pm (UTC)Yes, you should. ;) Leave the "doggerel" to the mongrels, oh noble poetic equine.
But seriously, I like the rhyme. Very cute. Reminds me of Ogden Nash or someone of the sort. Post more!
Also, I woke up a couple of mornings ago with red bites all over (yep, in the two days of oppressive heat per year we're assigned here in England) and my sides and toes itch.
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Date: 2008-08-01 05:03 pm (UTC)Nash was much wittier than I am, really. The cynicism of the last line might be compared to Dorothy Parker, but she would have found a much more clever way to word it.
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Date: 2008-08-01 05:39 pm (UTC)The last line: is the "wheedle" referring to the whining sound of their flight?
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Date: 2008-08-01 05:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-01 05:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-08-01 06:06 pm (UTC)That's what happens when you write the first two lines without knowing where you are headed...