The Atlantic Puffin, the clown of the sea, this makes me
think that they are out there floating about like little boat shapes for the 7
months they are at sea whispering jokes into the sea breeze. Ever wondered why
sometimes you just feel amused for no real reason? No? Just me then, maybe it’s a puffin whisper.
I know I’ve mentioned it before but I do particularly like a bird that
seasonally changes its wardrobe, and the puffin really goes to town. While at
sea their white feathers grey and their beak goes dull, then when spring is in
the air feathers and beaks brighten and Puffins head to their nests to reunite
with their long-term sweethearts for the season of family time. I love that
they still always like to look their very best.
‘what splendour’ - The Bell by Hans Christian Andersen.
Wordsworth Classics.
Delving into fairy tales again, words by Hans Christian
Andersen, The Bell. A tale of a town searching for the source of the
‘wonderfully sweet sound’ and with it the quest to gain the title of ‘the
world’s bell ringer’. At one point it is thought that a wise owl is the source
of the sound by hitting its head repeatedly inside a hollow tree in the wood,
which of course I like the idea of most. They question if the bell exists or if it
is only in their imagination. What is worth searching for, and when would you
give up?
‘Oh! what splendour lay before him! The ocean, the wide
beautiful ocean, its long waves rolling towards the shore. The sun still stood
like a great shining alter, out there where the sea and sky met. Everything
melted away into glowing colours; the wood sang, the ocean sang and his heart
sang with them.’
I love the idea of a puffin whisper. I often feel amused for no reason at all. The other day I laughed for quite a while at the word LEG.
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Oh brilliant! now that amused me greatly, you are a love.
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