||[May. 12th, 2010|09:09 am]
Time flies when you're not having fun. Or rather, time for doing what you want flies away while you feel mired forever in what it not fun.
Or something like that.
Anyway, it's Wednesday; yesterday was so hot and muggy we finally gave up and turned on the AC. I slept through the night without waking up in a pool of sweat. That was good. Tonight, choir practice. In between finishing the last bits for the package of copy edits that goes back to Production and hauling the mass of stuff to the FedEx office to be shipped away, overnight express. I wish I had time to go back through the ms. again to check all my own marks, make sure I've been as consistent as I meant to be, but...tempus done fugited (and if that doesn't make every Latin scholar shriek, I don't know what would.)
The garden is about to go into summer "It's too hot, I don't wanna--" mode, and since we planted the cool-season crops later than we should have (due to the difficulty of planting in liquid mud) and haven't planted but a few of the warm season crops (as the cool-season crops are still in place) there's a large chunk of work to be done in the garden the instant the pea pods go from green to gold. Right now, though, the sugar-snap peas are eaten right off the vine, raw and delicious. The carrots...well, they're slightly disappointing. What were supposed to be sweet little short carrots...are short, but not that sweet. And though crisp, they're quite...um..firm.
We'll still try for a late crop of beans. I do love green beans. And tomatoes. And peppers. We have only one tomato in the ground. EEK!
Time flies like a banana, fruit flies like an arrow. Or something like that.
Apparently my family are not the only ones who will report the time 4:30 as "ten past fugit"...
Oh, as for making Latin scholars shriek, at work we have a piece of kit called a Cavium (I don't know why). I've been collecting data from it, and storing it in a table in a database. I get strange looks when I refer to it as the "mensa Caviorum" (second declension neuter) and multiples of these items as Cavia...
(I also have a tendency when the store checkout person says the amount as something like "Five seventeen" to reply "Is it that late already?" Or amounts a bit more like "Eighteen sixty-seven" to reply "A very good year for champagne". I also frequently look at the radio and see "93.5" and thing "Wow, that's hot!" I'm fine with numbers but often have little idea of what they represent or which units they are supposed to be using...)
When I was taking Latin I, I decided to translate "Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition" (which my mother had taught me) into Latin. My Latin teacher was willing to help. Unfortunately, I don't think a complete copy survives, but it started out "Lauda Dominus, et da apparatus bellicus..." It's singable, sorta.
Hmm, 'pass' doesn't seem to exist in the dictionary I use the most.
Dona is fabulously wrong for the verb to use in this case...
dono, donare, donavi, donatus V (1st)
present, grant; forgive; give (gifts), bestow;
I'd probably go with
do, dare, dedi, datus V (1st)
give; dedicate; sell; pay; grant/bestow/impart/offer/lend; devote;
traduco, traducere, traduxi, traductus V (3rd)
bring across/over, move/transfer; convert; cause to cross/to extend
And last time I had dental work done, guess what time the appointment was! Even better, neither he nor the receptionist who booked it had realised (they use 24 hour clock, so wrote down 14:30, it wasn't until I got there and pointed it out and then they cracked up). The only one I've had at that time, I guess it had to happen sometime...
They are predicting rain this week. If it actually shows up it will help with planting. Of course it may well rain a lot during Kerrville too. So you have a chance.
I have seeds for an unknown Asian vegetable that are supposed to be planted in late July. And saffron crocuses get planted in the heat of summer as well. I'm thinking of planting some of them in the upper meadow.
WANT RAIN. REALLY WANT RAIN.
There's a bunch of spoiled movie stars in Cannes who'd like you to have theirs... and while I'm not so peeved about rain I'd quite like to have more than 2 sunny days in a row
Understood. I send you wishes for you to have sun more than two days in a row. Five or six, even. Ten, if you want.
We had two years of very severe drought, and though we then had two months of flood and another four of normal rain, we'd really like some rain through the growing season. Texans know that the next drought starts the day after the last rain.
Texans know that the next drought starts the day after the last rain.
Yeah I know what that's like. three or four years back we had a couple of summers where it didn't rain a drop from Easter until October. Normally you can expect a few thunderstorms at least in July and August if not a few days now and again of more solid rain.
The Orthodox liturgy has an intercession for "seasonable weather" which I have always felt is the right thing to ask for. May you have lots of seasonable weather.
I studied Latin in my teens, got an award one grading period for being so darn good at it.
Any problem I might have with "tempus done fugited" went out the window with the "Intro to Business Law" course or whatever it was called at UT. The way that prof pronounced those legal terms (and apparently it's standard for Texas, period) broke me of whatever criticism I might have had.
(Plus, I'm rather rusty now. Rusty with everything that isn't English.)