I love it when, late on a warm humid evening, or early on a cool foggy morning, the electric wires out front hiss and crackle in the wet air, the current abandoning its engineered path to spark and pop pointlessly but pleasingly. I don’t know why I love it. It’s presumably "a bad thing" from a well-maintained-city-infrastructure point of view. But love it I do. What pointless-but-pleasing thing do you love?
Boy, I sure am enjoying this uptick in slimbo-activity!
ReplyDeleteA warm humid evening,
ReplyDeleteor early on a cool foggy morning
the electric wires
out front
hiss and crackle in the wet air,
the current abandoning
its engineered path
to spark and pop pointlessly but pleasing.
I don't know why
I love it.
[This is pure poetry .]
I love to see my cat licking herself. I thing it is not a pointless activity. However, she does it with such industry that it fascinates me.
ReplyDeleteAnd I echo Cameron's comment about the uptick in your activity, Slimbo!