Banana In Snow
"They're coming to take me away ha ha
They're coming to take me away ha ha, ho ho, he he,
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time".
(And warm?)
The first use of the term, Funny Farm, was used in John Knowles 1959 novel, A SEPARATE PEACE, set in New Hampshire (no wonder).
"You might start to believe it, then I'd have to make a reservation for you at the Funny Farm."
Well, they don't call it the funny farm for nothing. This winter is killing me. Going to go try and work on a painting, but I'm afraid my muse is frozen outside somewhere on my Peaceable Hill Farm which is why I put a banana in the snow (a lame attempt at an art installation piece/joke). Pitiful.
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Banana in the snow. Leave it there a few hours and then try it. I'd handed Chris one the other morning as he left for his day of work, just in case he needed a quick snack, and then yesterday he brought it back in, all browned and bruised and voluptuously dying.
It was still firm and heavy in its skin, and remembering back to the days of frozen ones, removed from Miss Avis' freezer at the Milk Bar---yes Milk Bar. Our small town was too provincial for a Dairy Bar, I guess.
She'd take out one of those bananasicles on a stick, dip the whole thing into some sort of chocolate stuff that froze instantly into a crisp coating, and hand it over for a dime. Bliss.
Anyway, yesterday, I peeled the one he'd retrieved from the two-days-in-the-freezing-air car, peeled it, and marveled at the creamy cold puddingy texture and perfect BANANA of the thing.
Do try one. It has to get really ugly on the outside, kinda like the time you spilled the Bottle of Bonne Belle 10-0-6 on your old brown suede loafers. Then peel and find your own bliss. Chocolate optional.
Hope you're well and warm!
rachel
I'm with you! I always turn into a hermit in the winter. Creativity has flown the coop and summer can not come soon enough!
I've yet to try one of those Rachel. I have this thing about bananas. If there is one brown spot on the peel, well, I'm not eating it. My husband, on the other hand, makes a sort of banana sorbet from just frozen bananas that really is good. Just don't let me know if it had any brown spots on it please.
Dear Donna - this winter is probably going to drive us all to visit the Funny Farm. Started to smile as soon as I read your poem...I had forgotten these words - hope your muse thaws out and you get some wonderful painting done while winter lingers. Have a lovely day and thank you so much for your visit to my blog.
Well winter is tough - but coming to your blog from A Bloomsbury Life a treat this morning! and a bonus to read about "The Paradise" - a BBC story I've missed - thanks!
What's wrong with me..I am so OK with it..it's flying by girls:-)
I made banana breads this morning..does it count?
Donna..love your tips:-)
Get you mojo and paint:-)
All I could think of when reading this was:
emit eht lla lufituaeb si efil erehw
mraf ynnuf eht ot
eh eh oh oh ah ah yawa em ekat ot gnimoc er'yeht
ah ah yawa em ekat ot gnimoc er'yeht
(A test of your age.)
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