I was just listening to Luke Kelly singing Raglan Road again.
I haven’t heard it in months – but then, it isn’t exactly a summer song. It
reminded me that it will soon be time to resume the night walks in earnest. I
miss the moons, the mists and the meteor showers, not to mention the mysterious
noises and the shadows that pass me on the road.
Maybe I should leave it until winter grips the lanes
with its icy hand and there’s a coal fire to come home to. And I’ll need a new
route now that my own Raglan Road
has paled and become pointless.
Moods are funny things. They completely change your view on
what’s normal and what isn’t.
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