Finally, finally, I come stumbling out of the shadows of the Dark Ages, blinking furiously in the blinding new light of the 21st Century. It is a relief to see that the world has continued in my absence.
While I have been denied access to the virtual world, what has happened here in the shrinking boundaries of my environment?
Well, September passed with one final, glorious flourish.
This is a fishing lake next to my daughter’s school, looking towards the two local churches in the distance, near to my home.
Then October inched forward shyly, offering a half-hearted indication of what is in store for us this Autumn.
Colder, misty mornings in which to revel on the route to my son’s playschool.
“Frogs!” he kept saying, “Frogs!” Don’t bother enlarging the photographs to hunt among the grass-he meant fog.
Now that I finally have internet connection again, I am sending out this quick post as an intangible message in a bottle to see what happens.Will it wash up somewhere on a virtual shore, to be picked up by old familiar friends? Or to be stumbled across by a couple of curious strangers, picking their way upon a random route?
I press ‘Publish’ and put my ear to the ground.
Is there anybody still out there?