If Clouds Could Speak

I think these ones were trying to describe a landscape that they had seen but they just didn't have the words for it.

I tried to eat something last night which turned out to be a Big Mistake. I'm not sure what has happened but almost anything I eat turns me into a Large Gurgling Factory. Perhaps good enough to rival an Elephant after some particularly iffy grass. Yes perhaps I could rival such pachydermatous borborygmus*.

The upshot of which is I'm still not very well. Well enough to go for a walk but not well enough to do much else.

Except have a shower. That helps everybody.

*I hope you had as much fun saying that as I did. I think it comes from Robertson Davies. The expression, not the rumbling.