But at least I got lucky at the Goodwill store again. It turns out they were having a tag sale, an everything with a green price tag was half price. Sadly there were no books with green tags that I wanted, but I decided to check the two shelves that have DVDs on them. I've looked at their DVD selection before, and found nothing at all I wanted. It's very heavy on explosion movies, dumbass comedies, thrillers, and assorted crap of the sort I associate with the duller cable channels. Just loads of stuff I'd never watch. But today they had a copy of Gosford Park, and it had a green tag, so instead of $2.99 it was $1.49. I'd pay a buck and half just to see Maggie Smith get snarky, let alone everything else in this movie. So now I have a movie to watch on the computer whenever I want. Given their usual selection, though, it's likely to be a long time before I get another.
It rained quite a bit Sunday morning, and it remained overcast even as the rain diminished and then stopped. The sun started to peek out of the clouds around one o'clock, and made more frequent and more prolonged appearances as the afternoon wore on. The mockingbird must have been happy, as he sang in my back yard for quite a while. By four o'clock it was clear overhead, while great masses of white clouds continued to hang over the mountains. It was quite pleasant to look at, and although it was fairly chilly it was not a bone-chilling cold. I actually enjoyed the walk over to the Plaza.
The rain that was predicted for later this week has all but vanished from the forecast, the chances narrowed down to ten percent on Monday, Thursday and Friday, and twenty percent on Tuesday. If I feel like going somewhere this week odds are I can do so without risk of a soaking. But then I seldom feel like going anywhere these days other than to the nearby stores. It's going to be fairly mild, too, with highs in the sixties most of the week. There will still be lots of clouds, though. I don't mind the clouds. My eyes don't much like the glare of the sun anymore, anyway.
Sunday Verse
The Cat and the Moon
by William Butler Yeats
The cat went here and there
And the moon spun round like a top,
And the nearest kin of the moon,
The creeping cat, looked up.
Black Minnaloushe stared at the moon,
For, wander and wail as he would,
The pure cold light in the sky
Troubled his animal blood.
Minnaloushe runs in the grass
Lifting his delicate feet.
Do you dance, Minnaloushe, do you dance?
When two close kindred meet,
What better than call a dance?
Maybe the moon may learn,
Tired of that courtly fashion,
A new dance turn.
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
From moonlit place to place,
The sacred moon overhead
Has taken a new phase.
Does Minnaloushe know that his pupils
Will pass from change to change,
And that from round to crescent,
From crescent to round they range?
Minnaloushe creeps through the grass
Alone, important and wise,
And lifts to the changing moon
His changing eyes.
