Listing to the night. in The odd entries from life …….

Yesterday.

A screen of autumn colour.

I went to bed very later last night, I had spent the evening watching the last three episodes of ‘I Claudius’ The BBC series from 1976, I had watched the other nine episodes in one’s or two’s over several evenings, I have it on a DVD box set that comes out now and then; one of the BBC’s classic productions.

As I was getting ready for bed I could hear the wind blowing the rain against my window, under the duvet I slipped into sleep; the sound fading away. I awoke in the middle of the night, I looked at the fuzzy redness of my alarm clock, and I squinted my eyes to bring my eyes to a focus of a sort, 5:28!

I wake at about that time every night now, it wasn’t the buffing wind that woke me, but I lay in bed listing to the loud wind buffing the trees and the lose leaves snatched away in the night.

Now in Saturday morning the wind is coming and going, suddenly the wind rushes through the benches and make the trees dance, the sky is a mix of light gray’s while the dogs come in from the grass wet.

Tomorrow.

A display of Poppies to remind us of the mud and the dying of a lost age.

Now we remember the ‘11th hour, 11th day and the 11th month’ on the ‘11th hour, 8th day and the 11th month’ a covenant day to remember those who died hero’s.

Last updated November 07, 2015