Coming home you could see the day ending quickly and the fields looked bleak as the bus trundled along past them. It's no wonder that this time of year is seen as the time when the veil between the natural and supernatural is at its thinnest. Shadows grow, and sounds become louder as less people leave their cozy homes because the weather turns foul. And this year it seems more poignant, we might be heading into a lockdown winter, which will make it seem even more scary.
When we got home and I was watching Tim do his weekly class the heavens opened. You could hear the rain hiss and pommel the roof! So glad tomorrow is our last day and we are on holiday for a while...
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