Another day and yet more mist.

It’s been one of those days when apart from Hawklad, I haven’t seen another member of my species. Not one person walking the fields. No one walking in the village. Not one soul. In fact I haven’t even see one moving car. With the mist no chance to see aeroplanes. Nothing. No sign of human life. Its officially a GHOST TOWN. Time to FROWN…

Well Ghost Village. Time to PILLAGE. That maybe is my Viking ancestry.

The only other option entering my frazzled mind is. Living in a Ghost Village. Better listen to some Steve Hillage. I once had one of his albums.

Anyway you get the picture. ISOLATION.

Definitely the perfect metaphor for 2020. ISOLATION and learning to really appreciate what I have. It’s definitely been a defining year. Sadly the year has done nothing for my poetry skills….

72 thoughts on “Another day

  1. Happy Saturday to you and Hawklad. People can be overrated you know. I understand about the isolation though. Only difference is I see people which I would prefer at times to avoid doing. I admit to jealousy of your scenery there. Makes for wonderfully crazy lady ideas. Hope today is a decent day for you both. ๐Ÿ™‚

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  2. Just imagine how inspiring and uplifting the time will be when this all ended. Looking back at this year and finding yourself in a beautiful place again, makes that place even more beautiful.

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  3. The photo made me even feel lonely, despite the fact that it is sunny here and I see children playing across the way, and a squirrel eating the peanuts I put out for him. Hang in, my friend … sending you happy thoughts and hugs from across the pond! xx

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  4. Hey, if there’s no one around, no one will care if you wear lime green or hot pink cycling shorts, with a Teletubbies tshirt and play air guitar while blasting the HU at top volume!๐Ÿ˜‰ There are advanges!๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’Œ

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  5. I’ve always enjoyed my own company and quiet time for my own pursuits. Den did too. We could spend an entire day without speaking until we met in the dining room for meals. Each of us just knowing the other was there was grounding enough.

    But loss gives isolation a whole new meaning and throws me off center. Still working on finding my balance again, but it’s an uphill struggle when all there’s only me… and silence.

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