The Memory Wanderer: Dawn

Thursday, January 6, 2022

Dawn

This was dawn this morning, just after nine, looking out through the silhouettes of two of our cordylines to a wildfire sky swimming over a molten metal sea.

Red sky in the morning is supposed to be a shepherd's warning but, after two days of snow and frost, today has been unexpectedly sunny and mild.

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The Memory Wanderer

I'm at the wrong end of the road, a short distance to look forward to and a long way travelled, so I spend more time looking back, enjoying the memories, and less time in anticipation of the way ahead. The road trodden has been a good one, a rich and winding one, over which I hold no regrets. There is much still to do - only the end of the track ahead intimidates.

Time is mine now, so I remember, sometimes deliberately, sitting in the warm sunshine, sometimes because my mind, as if keen to help, suddenly gives me a flash of memory, a vivid picture which, like an exploding rocket, illuminates a moment in life; and then fades.

I have seen its dark side but, in general, the world has been kind to me. I have few regrets, I have many blessings, so these thoughts are offered as a celebration of a fortunate life.