The moon shone across the muddy water and it was more mysterious than during the day. In daylight, that Mississippi water showed itself dirty, old, and cranky; and beneath, tough and wild and dangerous. But Moon brought a soft gleam and calmed the wild right up, but that calm was only on the surface. When the moon slipped behind a cloud, the water turned black and unreadable again. I imagined that River trying to sweet-talk me in, hungry for a Virginia Kate snack. Then moonbeams hid the danger and River became my friend. Just like people, that old water made changing moods to hide what it was thinking. Virginia Kate, book 2
Monday Morning. I used to call it Moan-day, for I found Mondays to be tiring and hectic and . . . well, sometimes downright unpleasant to consider. Mondays always had a different feel from the other days of the week; just as Fridays had a different vibe to it. Now that I work at home, I don't have those acute feelings about Mondays. I can't feel the "vibe" out there for a Monday through Friday work day. And you? How do your days feel different from the others? Or do they?
5 comments:
I have to agree with you - when you are in the work world, there is very much a vibe given off by the collective group that is easily absorbed by the individual. I have been off work for over a year due to my illness, so now the days of the week have no impact on me one way or the other. Not a good way to experience that, but it certainly demonstrates your words for me!
Great post!
When I was in the classroom, each day of the week had its own distinctive character. Summer days blur together and are distinguished by the weather more than anything. Love the new VK stuff!
Aw, first, I LOVE that coffee pic. Great!
At this stage in my life, I can only tell a difference in workdays for my husband, and school days, when it's in session. No more office moods.
What Deb said about the classroom feeling while I was teaching.
Since "retiring" to be home with the kidlets and to take care of my mom, days feel more the same. :)
I read a strange thing several years ago about certain days/events that develop a "rhythm." In this instance, a TV crew was filming random shots for a news program about the opening of school. When they got back to the studio and played their film, they found that the playground developed a rhythm. Basketballs bounced, children marched, see-saws went up and down...the whole playground was in rhythm with everybody unconsciously moving to a "beat." The writer said that this frequently happened to an entire neighborhood.... I think the writer was Ian Watson.
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