"Raindrops keep fallin' on my head" sings BJ Thomas ... the man on the radio talks of all manner of Saints ... no traffic lady today, it's a Bank Holiday and on Bank Holidays it would seem the traffic needs no report.
It's not raining today. In spite of the Met Office and their dismal forecast of the traditional St Patrick's day downpours and sub zero temperatures, we're being treated to a nice bit of mild with hints of sunshine.
Mind you ... you'll still need 'the umbrella'. I say 'the' because here on the Emerald Isle, they do like to put an extra grammatical article in for good measure. Here we also have 'the Covid'.
As to 'the umbrella' ... as mentioned before in previous posts, they're pretty useless here as the wind will rearrange them for you. However, as the breeding season gets underway, and particularly because of the amount of Rooks we have, 'the umbrella' can come in real handy.
As the pictures attest to ... you need to have both your wits and 'the umbrella' about you. This year, I've even put a cover over the car having found one of the Rooks' presents all over the door handle.
So, as the birds fly overhead, always remember ... eyes down, 'the umbrella' up ... assuming, of course, that I haven't misunderstood and there really is only one umbrella ... and it's not your turn ...
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Okay but given that you can make alcohol from just about any plant, a world built around Minecraft could have SUCH a liquor cabinet.
You’ve got your basics, the potato and wheat vodka, gin, whiskey, then rum from sugarcane or beet sugar if you’re feeling a little adventurous.
Then you’ve got the fancier things. Dandelion and melon wine, spike vodka, pumpkin liqueur, applejack. Zhuyeqing jiu and chocolate liquor if you REALLY want to go for the cool stuff.
You’ve got mead and all kinds of moonshine, everything from carrots to kelp to sawdust brandy if you live out in the Badlands. Sunflower and rose spirits, lilac wine, even milk liquor and advocaat if you want to deviate from plants a bit.
But then you’ve got the plants that don’t exist in our sphere.
Chorus liqueur, dripleaf absinthe, glowberry champagne and sweet berry wine, glow lichen beer and crème de spore blossom, golden apple cider, glistering cordial. For the truly danger-seeking, wither rose lanique.
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Old farm ruins in the wood
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Here I am, once again ... in the place I've always been ... with myself ... by myself ... unable to find the door where I came in ...
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