| || local, merge, sprung, nibble, bare bones.
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The opening poem contains all the words (or variations of them) from today's Jumble.
Comments are welcomed!
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Spring can spring, and Fall can fall,
Shoots spring up, and tree leaves fall.
Summer and Winter are bare of verbs;
They have a bone to pick with words!
Gaia can summon Summer, I ween,
The sum of months that merge between
Spring and Fall, when heat's a bummer.
It's been like that since ancient Sumer!
Gaia rests during Winter, I'm told,
When cold winds nibble at fingers and toes.
When local storms our travels hinder.
And a feller can see snow out the winder!
Ah, a much better poem today than yesterday's mess! I wasn't feeling at all inspired, but I've been missing so often recently, I forced myself. With disappointing results. It was so terrible it dissuaded me from even trying anything for the CC.
In the old days before this blog started, I wouldn't have even tried to work this puzzle. If the final answer was so obvious it jumped out on me, it didn't seem worth the effort.
And examples today of the near rule (rarely but sometime ignored) that if doubled letters are together in the scramble, they will be separate in the solution, and vice versa.
I will not agree that yesterday's poem was a mess, Owen. But I do really like today's a lot. I like the wordplay and anything about Gaia is a winner with me.
The jumble wasn't hard, But I am a little disgruntled that I was momentarily led away from the solution by that rhyme in the cartoon. I thought that surely the solution must be a rhyme too, until I saw that it wasn't!!
Say, I have heard of summering or wintering someplace. What do you think? Those are verbs, right?
Thanks, Owen ~ for starting us off in fine fashion today.
It's fun to read of Gaia with your playful choice of words. I admire the clarity--the coherence--of this one.
Sandy ~ I like to see a closer connection between dialog in the cartoon and the wording of the solution too. Humerus/humorous was wasted here. Maybe they'll store it for a while and bring it out later in a solution.
Anyway, today's solution popped out before trying to decipher any clues.
It inspired me to be economical in my response:
"Just the Beer"
So I slipped into a smoky local
and ordered a pint of bitter.
"Don't you want a nibble, pal?
I've a lovely crispy fritter."
Before I turned around to speak
the barman rushed away.
The kitchen'd sprung a gas line leak,
and... we merged with the light o' day.
~ OMK
Oh, and yes, you're perfectly right, Sandy, in pointing out that summer & winter can be used as verbs. Technically, "summering" and "wintering" are gerunds, but "to summer" and "to winter" are fine verbs.
~ OMK
I solved this earlier but didn't have my newspaper handy. But this one could be solved in sight. Yes, they couldn't resist the old humerus/humorous chestnut.
A bare bones solution not requiring anatomical mastery. My wife and other nurses to be used to study with flash cards. She then branches into massage therapy.
She has a holistic, spiritual approach to healing (Indian eg vedic).
WC
Pa, feeling much better. Flu/cold/Covid under control
While exploring a possible Spoonerism with today's alliterative solution, I switched the concluding letters--and came up with an answer too rude to print.
Hint: it's exactly what gets a male exhibitionist in trouble, he... [two words].
~ OMK
Delightful poems, Owen and Ol'Man Keith. Now looking forward to one from Wilbur, today and/or tomorrow.
Slightly creepy cartoon this morning with that poor, bare-boned skeleton. But I got all four words and the solution without any trouble, so all is well.
"Noisy Kid"
The kid was very vocal,
disturbing if you're local.
To yell at him was an urge,
but care and complaint don't merge.
After all, the kid was young,
So an idea in my head did sprung.
Instead of starting to quibble
I gave the kid cookies to nibble.
That made him quiet and dare
his kinder side to bare.
And so we instead of moans
he just sounded like happy bones.
Our encounter thus ended well,
A sweet memory on which to dwell.
Misty ~ Glad the "kid" served to prove the virtue of de-escalation, an example we might wish our "protect & serve" officers would follow.
- Maybe, as they first report for street duty, issue fresh cookies to all the rookies....?
(Instead of being tased, wouldn't we rather be treated to glazed [...donuts, that is]?
- "Happy bones" must sound like Marimbas!
- Hmm. "Did sprung" or maybe "had sprung"?
~ OMK
Oh yes, Ol'Man Keith--"had sprung" would have been so much better than "did sprung." Clearly the folks who design the Jumble words don't stop to consider what a pain it will be to try to rhyme some of those words.
Oh great! I got careless in my wording and it led to a misunderstanding. Honestly, OMK, I do know gerunds vs. verbs. So sorry for the confusion.
My apologies, Sandy & Misty ~ I shouldn't be such a pedant around friends. It's an old habit, as you can guess, but I shouldn't assume everybody wants an editor.
There was no confusion, Sandy. I knew perfectly well what you meant.
Please, if you spot my slips, and there will always be some, I hope you'll point them out. We're really all in this together.
~ OMK
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