I remember lying on my back in the fields on clear nights as a youth. The Milky way spreading out. Or nights camping in the desert where a series of wakings gets knitted together in my memory and the universe moves, wheeling above me. This is a grand feeling, expansive and free.
The focus can turn, looking from the immensity down to me. Not so grand now. Tiny and insignificant, I flinch, move my mind away grab some mundane.
I had a late afternoon walk around the moot by the Slack’s trig point.
Heavy low cloud and a bit of a breeze.
Autumn is underway, rosehips and hawthorn red.
Blackberries starting to ripening.
Rosebay willowherb and thistles in seed.
The bracken and ferns rusting.
A couple of ravens, one jinxing nicely. I put up a Â brace of grouse and heard one go-back-ing. A glimpse of a peregrine.
The rain stayed off and as usual I am delighted, just 15 minutes drive from home in Glasgow.
Yesterday’s tweet from @livedtime, the daily stillness lead to a great video:The innovation of loneliness http://t.co/s1WAfX4fFV
A beautiful video. Of course I recognise lots of these negative factors from my own online life. But I also get some real connections. Thee are made possible by being able to hook up with people who share interests that are not local.
When I started using computers I found a series of interests, professional and personal that were not common locally By being online I could find pals to discus these things.
A lot of things I ‘share’ online are probably not of a great interest to the majority of my, say, twitter followers, but they sometimes do find a target.
The other thing about lonlieness or being alone is that is is sometimes nice:
An Alphabet of IndieWeb Building Blocks: Article to Z – Tantek http:/
In this podcast @DaveWiner has a lovely description of what podcasting is to him.