The morning skies are getting darker. It won’t be long before my entire morning walk will take place at night. Every day, the length of the daylight or night changes by at least a couple of minutes per day. The light over the Haslar Marina had a strangle very delicate glow to it, quite unusual.
Now, this is strange. All of a sudden, I can’t think of what to write, and so of course my ultimate fallback is to write about that. Why that should suddenly happen, I’m not sure. Usually, I try and think about the blog a little bit during the day, and usually a thought will come to me for the topic of the evening post. Today, the only thing that came to me was was the photograph at the head of this post. But then, having started to write about, I have dried up.
The weather forecast last night indicated that it was very likely to rain at about 7AM, there’s alway’s a bit uncertainty there , so it may have rained on me. Luckily it didn’t. In fact, what I think was supposed to be a bit of a storm, turned into not even a damp squib. That made it a nice walk as usual.
Not too bad considering I pretty much stopped at the end of the first para. Unfortunately, you can expect this to happen again.