Find yourself in a mopey, camelious mood, that won't seem to lift?The solution: put on the Tallis Scholars very loud, and peel some small white onions. A little masochistic perhaps, the assault on the eyeballs almost makes me stagger, but it gets it out of the system.
Smile through the tears when I realise not only do I make dreadful puns in English, I occasionally do so in French as well, and now I find I have also managed to make one in Latin!
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Sorry you've been down. But crying into the onions, well, heh, never thought of that, and the Latin - heh.
I put my kitchen fan on when I do that. Gorgeous photos - love your pottery and tiles!
Not really down, ML, just a bit dispirited and finding it hard to get going on a new task mid-morning, so I started to prepare lunch and listen to some music to get myself moving (- had the onions with fresh peas and bacon, very nice!)
The fish bowl was made by a potter we know, and was actually once quite badly broken, so I thought of it when I saw your broken dish! Tom did an amazing job of sticking it back together, but now it can't be washed up too much, so I use it for storing onions, shallots, garlic in.
Oh, very funny! It made me smile, anyway, despite the onions.
OK. Interesting therapy!
(And beautiful photos, as always.)
Delicious pun! And, yes, I have done just this and found it therapeutic.
It's a purging sort of thing isn't it? And you can't stay apathetic when something's stinging you!
Clever pun!
Also I love it when I see a strange word which needs a visit to the dictionary. "Camelious" - that's a new one, I thought. Was about to open the OED when I smacked myself. Of course "humpy" - and me a Kipling lover too!
I was going to ask what you made with them. I can almost smell them. Comfort food, root veggies. I find puttering around the kitchen also comforting, onion tears or not, at least so long as there's no company to entertain nor stifling heat.
I've also glued loved-and-broken pottery and used for storing onions!
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Are you the sad Lady of Shallot?
They look mean wee beggars, I find read salad onions the worst.
I find peeling veg so very therapeutic. I think Stevie Smith mentions the joy of peeling parsnips in one of her poems.
Your pun had me smiling.
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