Now that the nocturnal walks are nearly over for a few
weeks, I was remembering tonight that time in early February, I think it was,
when the walk was made through 8” deep snow. The most notable feature of
tonight’s walk was the scent of lilacs at the bottom of my garden as I made
my way out onto the lane.
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I was off on a nocturnal wander this eve. The dark holds a very primal energy I feel.
I never realised there was so much to see and feel at night. I used to find trees intimidating after dark, but now they just seem more alive. I think I was misunderstanding. And the two latest:
1) Seeing something like subtle white mist moving among the branches.
2) Finding myself rocking from side to side when I look up at them. Why do I do that?
We really do need that fireside chat, this is very interesting indeed!
Is it? Oh good. I'll keep you posted if there's anything else.
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