When silence speaks

Porcelain fare  

Porcelain fare  


Ramblings around rambles today. My mind is in a complex state which wouldn’t be easy to understand. I just want to share a selection of photos from walks we had before I succumbed to an awful headache. I hope my ‘ramblings’ will explain in part why being away from social media is necessary at times. I have a sensitive nature and this often leads to self imposed feelings of isolation. Worry that I don’t belong, worry why there is silence. This worry didn’t cause my headache but I had time to think and I am actually relieved that I am sensitive. Being aware of others helps me to be highly aware of how others are feeling. I see the world around me with different eyes, not just the fleeting timeline we all have to face online now. I care deeply about my friends and nature.

The photos in this post have been taken over a few weeks and reflecting on them as I chose them for the blog made me realise, we need tech to keep memories like this but we also need to go out to find memories in real life.

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dinner is served, plated up

 

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Queued round the corner  

 

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Head chef  

 

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Green scene  

 

 

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Orange  

We went out when I began to feel human again but with unwashed hair which wouldn’t be acceptable online! My hair was the least of my worries, I just needed air and a short ramble in the forest with dad was just what neither of us needed. The forest car park was unusually busy although we had a quiet walk there was a section we both noted how many families, couples and lone walkers were about. Refreshing to see this, no phones in sight, just children playing on stepping stones, couples chatting. People speaking to us as we passed by, friendly greetings were all around. I may have been the only one to observe and think but this was real life, and has a very important part to play in all of our lives. Life doesn’t revolve around social networks and we can enjoy a good old fashioned ramble. It was a short but lovely afternoon. The intrepid explorer had promised me we would be on real paths.....but the photo shows why I came home with my good jeans a bit wet and muddy! I shot a short video for proof of how he used the branch to find a solid rock to stand on. 

 

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proper path?  

My turn next but with a helping hand    

My turn next but with a helping hand  

 

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Today I went nervously back online to check my messages and proceeded to reply to friends across the world from London, Germany, Belgium, New York, Florida, Canada and Australia, this is when being online makes the world a smaller place and brings warmth of friendship closer to me. I had no idea how many of these ladies had noticed my absence and the fact we had ex-hurricane Ophelia visiting us, they cared for our safety too. These messages emphasised to me how many friends I have who were waiting for me to break the silence. Silence can be hurtful but silent friends can bring joy when we least expect it. 

I didn’t attempt to go out in the storm but I have a feeling if I had felt better, I may have been taken to the Rope bridge! Thankfully the National Trust had safety sense and wouldn’t have let us across.

I hope we can be out and about again and I can view my screen for longer to catch up on messages to friends, online. That’s it for screen time today, even my new iPad Pro has had a rest. My knitting needles are back in action and Galloway is still in progress.