online: 21 august 2014
modified: 20 august 2014
19 august 2014 summer/autumn
from indoor thoughts to everything
...sunlight along a valley of various colours... from yellowy-green hay
(enclosing a patch of purple heather) to darker greens of long tussocky
grass in shadow... and tall trees above an undergrowth of yellow
flowers... and brambles, broom, oak seedlings and thistles (all catching bright sunlight)... grey cloud above with patches of blue sky... an aircraft
disappears into a cloud and another appears to slide behind the tallest
trees...
...the grasses beside me are already the colour of straw or hay... and
what is evident of the whole (of valley, of world, or of inhabited
cosmos) is the impression of both summer and autumn co-existing
for a day or two... while words arrive one-by-one to compose this
written picture of whatever can be seen or heard or comes to mind...
...the touch screen was in shadow while writing that... and now a moving
patch of sunlight lights most of the valley... and warms bare skin
of face and hands... blown pieces of fluff move with the slight wind...
both up and down as well as horizontally... each carrying along the valley a seed of the
tall pink flowers growing to the west of where i sit...
...i came out for exercise... and to get away from bounded indoor
thoughts... and hoping that this so familiar yet surprising walk may yet
again direct these words to what i see as 'everything'... (which includes all literature and electronic presence)...
...while writing this a young woman and a dog slowly walk the length
of the valley until she stops to look more intensely at the mobile
phone that she is holding before herself as if in mobile electronic trance... and
then continues walking in that state...
...(dog also!)
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