I've photoshopped a load of wrinkles away on this. It was fun. I didn't intend it to be permanent but because of how I opened it up (Thanks Mr. Clarke) it's stuck like it. Don't matter. Wish I could photoshop my real wrinkles away as easily.
So up all night again and another walk. God it was BEAUTIFUL this morning. A bit like the first time. Wet Sunshine. Birds singing. Set up camp under the
Oak Tree. It was warm and peaceful. Boy went off with his gun to reconnoitre. I listened to the wind in the leaves and thought about Death. The beginning of this walk always reminds me of 'the valley path' a path from a campsite that we went to every summer for years. I was feeling both places and times together, I haven't changed much, when I suddenly realised that I wasn't a child anymore and that I don't have an infinite amount of lovely days left..... made me very sad for a while. Mortality is such a tricky one to get your head round (for me), possibly the most mortal I've felt ever. Fleeting.
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