Storm Bram

 

In honour of Storm Bram, I have found a stormy shot from Col's photo gallery. I searched for a storm poem, and was reminded of this, the beginning of the poem Porphyria's Lover by Robert Browning:

The rain set early in to-night,
The sullen wind was soon awake,
It tore the elm-tops down for spite,
And did its worst to vex the lake:

https://poemanalysis.com/poems-about/storm/

The storm is a metaphor for the turmoil going on in the speaker's mind, and its lethal consequences, as yet another woman is killed by her partner.

If I could write a storm poem, what would it be?  Something that conveyed the wonderful energy of the wind and the waves - and one with no ladies being murdered in it.

Storm Bram was busy vexing The English Channel Tuesday afternoon and evening, but all seemed calm on Wednesday morning, as I started this blog. The sea was just mildly irritated, rippling a bit.  It is a privilege to be able to look out over the sea every day - and I must remind myself of that when I find myself getting a bit down.  Old age is both wonderful - and tough, because of the deterioration.

And now my ears, or my hearing aids, or both, are playing up, along with this extra medical complication for which I am awaiting a scan...  what next?  Best not to think about it I guess.

Thursday morning Captain B left very early - as usual - to join the Lads in the Distant Field.  And I tried to at least get something done.  Did the washing, made a - wait for it - another apple crumble (still the Captain's favourite dessert).  And I made a tray of marmalade muffins to top up the freezer, and celebrate my new hand mixer.  

I did make it to the Kingdom Hall, but because of this problem with my original ears or my hearing aid ears, I couldn't really hear much.  I have an appointment with the Audiologist next week and will just have to hope that she can help.  It's all very worrying. Is it my ears? Is it my hearing aids? And if it's them and they have to be sent back to the factory, when will I get them back, given the dreaded Xmas/New Year holidays are coming up?

It is not nearly as cold as it should be for December.