Street_Photography_Edinburgh_11
- Gavin Mc Cabe
- Mar 27, 2020
- 1 min read
A greyish day with low inspiration. The Prime Minister of the U.K has the virus (Karmic?) There is a fog over Edinburgh. I'm daydreaming of Ireland and music and events of the past. Nothing particular. Just passing images. Scraps of memories. Failed Romances. It is quiet today and I have refrained mostly from listening to the radio or watching reports.
I took a brief stroll. There was no-one about. The rain floated in a mist.
Burnt some sage...
Looked at the guitar for a while...
Looked out the back window...
Tried to get some work done...
This arrived...
'Til next time comrades...
A fog rolled in over Wicklow today, not a cheery prospect at any time but particularly now. Like you I just listened to the basic stats on the Coronavirus. Still climbing but that has been predicted. It is all a bit surreal. I heard someone comment apropos the coronavirus that those who were initially expounding on the old WWII spirit that would beat this virus were now complaining that they were being confined to their homes. As the commentator said, all they were being asked to do was stop working, stay at home, watch TV, or use their PCs, eat, rest and sleep; a bit different to those enduring the WWII.