1363 shopping days until 220.127.116.11.0 4 Ahau 3 K’ank’in.
Lion follows lamb. Makes more sense than lamb following lion, and that’s the usual order of March in Oklahoma.
Book of Job
The Book of Job is possibly the oldest work of theodicy extant, and still the best, in my humble opinion. The some of the later bits of the Epic of Gilgamesh certainly qualify as old, and as theodicy, but the language of the King James Job rules in my disordered brain. In my tweedents to Identi.ca/Twitter reporting Saturday’s thundersnow I’ve been plagairising bits of Chapter 38 of Job, in which the Lord blusters and brags on His omnipotent Self. March brings out the Old Testament in me. Like the Lord and the always late Lion of March, I bluster my way into Spring.
After the Great, but short, Oklahoma Snowstorm of ’09, Sunday has dawned sunny and (relatively) warm. The morning stars sang together and all the sons of God shouted for joy, and all the now glaringly bright white snow will soon pass away. The cloudless blue sky brings to mind the word cerulean. But yesterday:
It snowed continuously for 8 hours. I amused myself by taking dpics of snowflakes as they fell.
Self portrait as a Dwarf Yeti. Hood’s up to hide the sagittal crest.