Tuesday, 4 August 2009

A thick woollen blanket has surrounded our little village, nestled up against the hills and wedged in beside the sea.

Its so thick, one could be anywhere. Perhaps that's something to distract one? When stuck in a thick mist what entertainment could you have by convincing yourself that you are in fact somewhere else? Where would that be? It could be anywhere and your eyes cant deceive you because all you can see is this thick white blanket - in penetrable.

Usually mist clears up at some point but not today, it seems set to stay and its getting on in the afternoon.

Refuse to think of SK - The Mist! Argh......

Actually its really misty out there, cant see anything but can hear someone calling out in a muffled sort of way.

Guess it means there is no wind, at all. Windy Isles, Misty Isles.

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