Sunday December 20th 2015.Tim
correspondent will persist with the idea that we all
live in stories. The diligent story teller will weave a
narrative which despite all evidence to the contrary has
a happy ending. Call them Angels. The less diligent will
cleave to the idea that the story teller in his or her
head should not be listened to. Call them Devils. The
eccentric recognize that we're all nuts and without
stories there'd be no tomorrow which is why of all
living things our cousins The Plants are the wisest.
In these chilly
hours before the northern world turns toward the longer days
there might be an argument which suggests the warm fall of
the year has bamboozled those of our distant cousins who
chose to reach toward bloom earlier rather than later.
There's a sort of sigh of regret and a worry from Angels,
and a kind of satisfied "told you so" from Devils. But if
you listen carefully, you might hear the Daffodil say "All
our stories have happy endings."