Times Of My Life

By CarolB

Bare Bones

The end of my street used to have 2 choices: up the road, or down the road. Now, from behind the hedgerow straight ahead appears a third option.

The field behind the hedgerow used to have beasts in it, often beautiful Highland Cattle. Now, they have all gone and a new kind of beast is emerging, often almost overnight. This carcass has sprung up into view since Monday.

It's funny, kind of like the great skeletons of dinosaurs but in reverse - they are being fleshed out and becoming full of life rather than the opposite.

Despite the great dark sky, I took a punt and hung the washing out. Just got home, and Hooray! it is dry.

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