Becalmed. A useful word: to render motionless for lack of wind. To make calm or still: soothe. I am becalmed, though not at all soothed, because of the heat as much as the lack of breeze. But it's deeper than that. I'm having one of those weeks; I can't get traction on anything. I woke at dawn only to find my world shrouded in a warm fog. Exactly like the fog in my heart.
the book about spiders, and who told me that hummingbirds actually do use spider silk in their nests.
I am going to have to build myself a better mood, word by word. I suppose the place to start is with some definitions. Some connections, words to feelings. I'm too lazy to toggle through the Internet, and I'm annoyed that I always look words up online rather than comb through actual pages, where I never know what I'm going to stumble on. Luckily, my dictionary is on a shelf right behind me; I hardly have to swivel my chair to reach it.
my gentleman caller, Mr. Ringneck Pheasant, has completely disappeared. OK, I left first, but I left behind plenty of birdseed for his dinners. To no avail. I've come back home, but he no longer comes around. I no longer hear his creaky call. I can only hope that he hasn't met a sad end, what with all the strutting about and showing off. I miss him. The birdfeeder hangs empty, unused. More desuetude.
But there, hovering over the man and his lathe, is lateen, (rigged with a triangular sail), for those days during which one is not becalmed. Meaning, there's hope for me yet. But better words--and better bedtimes, and better eating habits, and better reading habits--would help. For now, the dictionary is a good start.