Journal 4.2.19

Word that should exist: when the weather matches your mood.

Cold outside.  Sunny, pouring.  The bending of trees, the steady drumming against the roof. 

The hungry, waiting, open earth.  

G says, "Surely there's one in German."

Therefore.  Surely it has helped in the making of delicious sausage and beer.  

But

right now I am cranky, optimistic, full of sunlight and dirt.  Hoping it rains all day.  

and

it makes me happier to think of this word that does not exist, so I can make my own but never name it.  It is just the thing itself, the moment, which perhaps would be a better as a painting anyway - rather than a word - or something silent, shapely; a sculpture to stand in.
  
Anyway.  It's here already, regardless.  all around us.