Usual form for a short-notice separation; two days mostly sleeping. Dolly and I are just about coming round, at 15:52 on the second full day. And, tomorrow, he comes home once more.
Otherwise, I’ve been pushing pencil around pad, and thinking about poems. And reading them. And wondering why I seem reluctant to take photos or make pictures of my ‘new’ surroundings. It’s taking much longer here to get a visual grasp of what’s important about this landscape. Or me.
Hey ho.
The webcam, while not of brilliant quality, does make for a life-line, once you know what screen ‘buttons’ to click, and in which order. One button would be nice. Having a choice is not good. Too many choices and it’s like working in the dark to see what happens to an Ancient artefact when an idiot plays with it. At least it’s not sparked yet. Or exploded. Or transmitted me bodily to some alien place.
Hey ho.
How the webcam sees me
