Well, try as I might, there was no escaping today's Royal wedding. Let me say that I am not a monarchist. I wouldn't say that I'm completely anti-monarchy as I feel there may be some tourist value in keeping them around. My feelings are probably in line with those expressed by a punter on the CBC web-site - "Just get married and go away".
I did not get up early to watch the event, nor did I go on-line later to try and re-live the moment. In fact, when the CBC radio news turned its attention to the bride's dress and the stitching which apparently was of Irish origin, I quickly turned it off. Nevertheless, it was impossible to go on-line today without being bombarded with photos of the happy couple or turn on the radio to hear the nuptuals all over again. Listening to the bishop who performed the ceremony it was easy to imagine oneself being in that same place 400 years ago. The ongoing power struggle between church and the monarchy visilble for all to see. Enough said about the Royal wedding.
As for the funeral bit, there wasn't one. I did, however, find that some sparrow had croaked on the deck. How inconsiderate. As I was just about to go to work and was leaving the dog outside for the day, I simply kicked him off. It was a temporary measure. When I came home later, I beat the flies away, dug a shallow hole, popped him in and covered it up.
Kooper and I returned to Killarney Lake today although I was cautious with my chosen route. I did put Kooper on his leash when we passed the spot where I had seen the deer flesh two days earlier and I was pleased to note that only some deer hair remained. Strangely, the upper section of the deer's teeth had now appeared. I swiftly kicked those into the woods and out of harm's way. The speed with which the deer is dispersing is surprisingly quick, but nothing compared to in Africa where an impala can literally be here today, dead tonight, gone tomorrow.
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