quod differentia a die facit

What a difference a day makes.....

Thankyou to all who star/faved yesterdays blip, it is truly wonderful that a simple moment from my life makes contact with yours....and I was on the spotlight page...slightly chuffed ;)

The mists of yesterday were the fog of today. Thick, grey and impenetrable, muffled sound and even more blurred vision. Cold and dreary, no colour, all sapped out and the distortion was most disorientating.

Like Brochen spectre's people floated into view, eerily quiet, softly graceful in a ghostlike way. it was too cold to stare today and I made my way into the sanctuary of the coffee shop. In the town there was little evidence of the ethereal theatre in the countryside, how sterile towns are.

A grey day.......no sunshine for light and colour......truly, a different day.