Week 33. 'No wifi'

It's amazing how you get used to wifi and when it's limited it drives you crazy! It shouldn't. Apologies for lack of comments fellow blippers!

My journal prompt is 'poetry' The five painted views are from the croft where we are staying. I sat painting while listening to the sounds of the waves, birds, soft winds blowing... Idyllic!
My poem:

'No wifi'

Purple heathers
Silver birch
Scots pine
Changing light
lonely abandoned bothy... and then, at last, the blue remembered hills in the distance - the Torridons!
Birds swoosh into the mirrored loch for an early catch and across,
the croft,
in stillness time stands...
slow silver streams
and spectacular skies surround
the last wilderness.
Heaven on earth
A special place
...no wifi...