The Feather

I'm writing this tomorrow, clever this back blipping. I hate dithering but blip falls nicely into what my real life seems to be and has been for sometime. I cant or at least find it difficult to make my mind up without changing or at least reevaluating that decision on an almost daily/hourly/minute by minute basis. This in no small part is what is making my head numb and my body slow to function and life generally crap.

I took this photo today (yesterday) during a brief spell of not watching crap telly, taking a photo a day it appears is a hard habit to break. I was going to be happy at leaving it at that (just taking the photo) and perhaps continuing to take photos but just not blipping (daft I know) (or do I)?

Anyway. Today (yesterday) was another crap day having spoken to my niece, nephew and sister in law about my brother, his cause of death, heart attack, when the funeral will be, next Thursday. All this made my head retreat further away from wanting to function. I even nearly watched the Brady Bunch film remake thing but managed to stretch out for the remote and turn over to You’ve Been Framed (repeat).

None of that explains why I’m blipping (though it might, not sure).

During one of the calls my niece told me how much my brother talked of the fun he had during our photo day at the Witterings the week before and how much he was looking forward to more trips out with me (in part because I was cheaper than paying to go on a workshop, his words not mine :-) and included here for my memory banks to look back at and smile at the memory). I did get my own back and got a lovely (rose tinted glasses) bacon roll and tea out of him. Mick thoroughly enjoyed his thats for sure.

Its this conversation mixed with the memory of the time I spent with him and tomorrows photo (todays) that brings me back far far sooner than I had imagined.

I have no idea If I will continue i had wanted a clean start but then I changed my mind. Who knows. I already know I have the best wishes of a number of people here on blip which I do appreciate and no more need be said there other than a final thank you from me.

This has taken an age to write, might need a nap now.

PS I took this in the garden with the feather sticking out of a pot of earth