30 July: The July Journal 18.7.23

AI Midjourney artwork. Painting of a French village in the Route de Fleurie. Houses, dirt road, dust, heatwave
AI Midjourney

18 July: Severe Heat Warning (130 words, -1 minute reading time)

Cannes streets empty.
Prismed heat and shards of sun.

Power failures.
No aircon.
No hot water

A cold shower is luxury.

We left Cannes that afternoon,
thinking north might be cooler.
But it’s not.

SatNav has heatstroke.
Did 4 wrong turns.
Put us on the tram tracks,
and then in the bus lane.

… pour l’amour de Dieu.

Arrived Lyon.
Monotone heat, high 30°celsius
day and night,

and Aedes mosquitoes.

Dengue breeds
in the Rhône and Saône.

My granddaughter
pronounces lion the same way
Lyon is pronounced.

Did I mention that I love
the way the French scrambled eggs?
Well, I do.


Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text. Imagery and poems ©Misky 2023.

9 responses to “30 July: The July Journal 18.7.23”

  1. Oeufs brouillés? Comment, mon cheri? ❤︎

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    1. Yep, those are them. Or they. 1T (double or heavy) cream per egg. No salt until serving up. On lowest possible heat, add beaten eggs to melted butter in a non-stick pan. Whisk continually on low heat until the eggs begin to thicken. Whisk, whisk. whisk whilst slowly adding cream. You want small broken curds of eggs that are still a bit underdone as they’ll continue to cook from residual heat. Finish with salt. So so so delicious.

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      1. The cream sounds decadent – I usually add a little milk when breaking up the eggs but I’m not too heavy on the whisking because I like some big clouds of egg to form as I stir only enough to stop it sticking – you may have inspired breakfast today…

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        1. It is a bit decedent but ever so good! 

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  2. Ooh la la! They will be made immédiatement!
    Merci!

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    1. And no hot sauce…

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      1. I will never again make scrambled eggs any other way. These were ‘linen-tablecloth-with-rose-bud-in-a-vase eggs’. Heavenly! Merci! ❤︎
        https://youtu.be/x0oMQu2id6I

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  3. I love this poem – especially the lion/Lyon pronunciation…

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  4. In fact it’s the fragmented nature like the clouds of egg…

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