Tuesday, 4 November 2008


***a night time walkabout***


sometimes it happens that someones selfishness can, on occasion, bring about an unexpected pleasure.....cuddling into my duvet this night....full of cold and feeling gross, I saw the big spotlight at the hall across the road had been left on.....thinking that it would be turned off later, I dozed off thinking nothing more.....

until, that is.....and if like me you need utter blackness in order to sleep...the brightness eventually penetrated some deep recess somewhere in my head and back into the world of the semi-awake I became.....being 'not amused' would be an understatement, however we are privy to having the keys to the hall and donning p.j's, dressing gown and big flowery overcoat I trudged through the semi-blackness to extinguish offending 'night pollution'....

deed done, I realised that I could see a clear night sky ...the first in weeks.....full to bursting of stars...hundreds of them...well more like thousands but you get the picture....it was really beautiful to see so many and there I stood in the middle of the netball court, at 2.am, gazing at the heavens...the bonus was witnessing two shooting stars whizzing across into oblivion......

I hope no one saw me, especially our Rector... especially as I decided to walk past our cottage and onto the rectory front oval for another perspective....the oval is next to the cemetery in front of the old church.....imagine in your minds eye....dark starry night....dishevelled being in partially covered white gown wandering across wet grass...... conjures up all sorts doesn't it....

anyway...I didn't have my camera and I doubt it would have been strong enough to pick out the stars so I made this picture instead....happy gazing !!!!






2 of your thoughts.....:

Unknown said...

You are a dag (affectionate term!), what a spectacle in the dark of night. I'm not sure anything would have made me get out of my nice warm bed and trudge around outdoors. I'm sure the night sky was very worthy but I love my bed too much.

Jeanette Nord said...

Your words paint wonderful pictures in my head! And stories starts to take form....about your poor rector applying for a new job due to the ghost situation...

Thanks for charing your middle of the night out of bed experience! Being a crime novel freak I am to afraid of the dark to ever wander about. Especially not in the neighbourhood of a cemetary!

You are one brave lady!

HUgs
Jeanette