Ullswater

Well the forecast didn't quite live up to its promise. I was drawn by the promise of sun in the later afternoon after a rainy morning. I got lots of things done and headed over to Ullswater for fresh air. I'm glad I blipped this when I did because this was the sun's brief appearance and it was lovely. I optimistically plodged up a very squidgy Swineside Knott thinking it would continue to brighten but it quickly darkened and I realised I needed to get back down quick as the light went.

Siren Song - Margaret Atwood

This is the one song everyone
would like to learn: the song
that is irresistible:

the song that forces men
to leap overboard in squadrons
even though they see the beached skulls

the song nobody knows
because anyone who has heard it
is dead, and the others can't remember.

Shall I tell you the secret
and if I do, will you get me
out of this bird suit?

I don't enjoy it here
squatting on this island
looking picturesque and mythical

with these two feathery maniacs,
I don't enjoy singing
this trio, fatal and valuable.

I will tell the secret to you,
to you, only to you.
Come closer. This song

is a cry for help: Help me!
Only you, only you can,
you are unique

at last. Alas
it is a boring song
but it works every time.