01.12.2011 - 02.12.2011 3 °C
Today took a turn for the better in the long winding road that is the continous Finegan Family Roadtrip. While we might not be on US soil with the tarmac under our bellies, we are in a much longed for comfort zone with a little bit of growing to do out of it again. For everything negative there is a positive. People do appear who help when they are needed.
What do you think of the following?
"But all things that are reproved are made manifest by the light; for whatsoever doth make manifest is light." Eph 5:13
Raynor Gleeson had been standing up on the brow of the only turreted hill in Walsh Island, looking out across the Pennsylvanian peaked landscape at the corncrakes taking flight with every stone he threw.
The last traces of the unexpected Indian summer heat wave were dissipating in the new days ahead. In the abundance of the summer day with its reds and greys of the noon-days' week watered sun, he felt the jolt, the sharpness, before he recognised the sound. He heard the motorbike hum, brazing up the road out of the county. It became an echo in his thoughts as he listened more intentely as it forced its way lounder along, until his own eyes focused into the limpid blue sky and it was then he heard the rumbling, followed by the enormous crash like an exploding piece of fat bursting under the heat of an intense oven.
He watched as the rdiges in the land rose up to meet him, the peaks of the furrowed browns and greens of slintered grasses facing him, and as he tried to move, he knew the only thing in motion was his mind." (c) Brenda Woods
(Just a sketch I made from one US place to another.)