Sunday 28 August 2016

Starting again - white mist

This is a weird one, written before my last post, but lost or so I thought, I now find it and they go together - both attempts at starting again on consecutive days so here is its airing:

inspired by a recent comment on this lapsed blog, I am going to try again. Can I create a different sort of writing space here, separate from the work wheel of deadlines, or the commissioned creative projects? Don't know but will give it a go.It's very damp today and white fog has descended on Tod so am looking forward to a cool morning run with beautifully-cloaked scenery to half-see - how not seeing, not quite seeing, enhances even the most stunning of views. Is what we like the reveal itself, the participation in discovery, the pioneer moment, like that ploughing of turf never touched before by man or woman....?

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