December 15, 2022 at 02:45PM

Social isolation day #1007

Wearher – 39F, and now drizzling rain

Creatures seen – handful of squirrels, a possum, no birds at all, no humans!

As I trudged through the swamp today, I could feel the cold seeping into my bones. The region was thick with fog, making it difficult to see more than a few feet in front of me. I wrapped my scarf tighter around my neck and pulled my jacket closer, trying to keep out the chill.

The ground beneath my feet was spongy and unstable, making it a challenge to keep my balance. I could hear the squelching of my shoes as I walked, the sound echoing through the stillness of the air.

As I walked deeper into the bog, I began to see strange shapes emerging from the fog. The trees here were twisted and gnarled, their branches reaching out like grasping hands. I could see patches of moss and ferns, their green hues standing out against the dull gray of the air.

Suddenly, I heard a rustling in the underbrush. I froze, unsure of what was lurking in the shadows. Then, a creature emerged. It was just a possum, its coat dappled with moisture. It stared at me for a moment, before disappearing back into the mist.

I continued on, my heart pounding with excitement. The beauty of the area can be truly breathtaking, and I was grateful to be able to experience it. As I walked, I spotted a patch of purple heather, its delicate flowers standing out against the damp ground.

Eventually, I came to a small pond, its surface still and calm. I knelt down and dipped my hand in the water, feeling the icy coldness of it. I cupped some water in my palm, watching as it slowly dripped back into the pond.
As I stood up, I realized that the fog had begun to lift. The sun was breaking through the clouds, casting a golden light over the glade. I smiled, feeling the warmth of the sun on my face.

#swampwalk #bogsafari #walkabout #streamofthought

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December 15, 2022 at 02:00PM

Pearl, oh Pearl, our tabby cat
So full of energy, seldom sitting flat
She darts and she runs, she jumps and she plays
Her rambunctious spirit bright as the day
Her fur is a swirl of black, white and grey
With spots that shimmer in the light of the day
Her tail is a blur as she chases a mouse
Her paws awhirl as she dashes about the house
Her purrs are loud, her meows are shrill
She’s a ball of fire, seldom stands still
But when the night falls and the day is done
Pearl curls up close, a nuzzling ball of fun
She may be wild, but she’s loved all the same
Our Pearl, our girl with a heart of flame.

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