It looks like another week spent thinking as I, once again, earn my crust in the packing area of digital. Fortunately I am on a manual filling bay opposite a very pleasant, young, (in relative terms) lady; Ann, with whom I'm able to conduct reasonable dialogue. Football, modern music, factory gossip and porn sites don't feature at any point during our day. I also had a conversation with my daughter, Sarah-Jayne, about my recent blogging and the part that Mum still plays in my life. She agreed that Mum, thus her Nan, still featured heavily in her thoughts, at times, so the experience is not unique to me.
Whilst I was out on the marsh, over the weekend, I also had reason to think back to post by Steve Gale - "Big Skies". I was struck by the scale of my surroundings and the moods that they could induce purely because of the nature of the weather conditions and the associated light levels. I managed to get a photo which I felt might capture the "feel" but it has to be Scotland where this phenomena is best experienced?
Who am I?
- Dylan Wrathall
- An individual, of no great importance, who is unable to the see the natural world as a place for competition, that was until Covid-19 intervened!. I catch fish, watch birds, derive immense pleasure from simply looking at butterflies, moths, bumble-bees, etc - without the need for rules! I am Dylan and this is my blog - if my opinions offend? Don't bother logging on again - simple!