RDP Friday: Disquieting

I am sure you might be – definitely are – disquietened by this photo, but have no worry. I am just practicing for the next visit to my Mr. Swiss in his Golden Oldie Retreat. Yes, Covid has once again struck out its ugly hand and one of the inmates has got it. Now the aim is to ensure that no-one else gets it and so once again the masks are on the table as you enter and must be worn inside. On Sunday all will be tested for the dreaded, all hoping that it they will be safe as there is a group excursion to a lake in Switzerland and its town planned for Thursday. This will be cancelled if the dreaded begins to spread. Mr. Swiss feels OK so let us hope he stays OK, And me – I was just seeing how my mask now suits me with my long hair. The hair length is also a Covid side product. During the pandemic I did not bother to go to the hairdresser and this is the result.

RDP Friday: Disquieting

RDP Friday: Voiceless

Since I am alone I do not need my voice
It was not intentional, but you see I had no choice
I have no-one to talk to except perhaps a cat
But his only interest is to catch a rat
The trees are silent, except when the wind whispers
Flowers have never had a voice, they are silent with their sisters
And now my words are of no use, have forgotten how to talk
Because I never use my voice, it has become a squawk

RDP Friday: Voiceless

RDP Friday: Cavern

We have a hermit living in a nearby village. He does not live in a cave, but in this neat little house. Sometimes it is even a lady hermit, but at the moment I have no idea who is living there. I think they are recruited from a local monastery or covent. Somehow they arrive and seek peace and quiet, although they often get annoyed with the local public that walk past the house and hope to catch a glimpse of the hermit for perhaps a post card or a talk. However, hermits are not very talkative. We once had a hermit that somehow had criminal a criminal past, and had to leave for a visit to one of our prisons, but that was many years ago. I think that the idea is that they meditate and throw in a few prayers.

Of course he/she has a cave. What would a hermitage be without a cave, but I think this was just for the novelty.

And just one cave is not enough, although this cave seems to be occupied.

And so is this one.

You see our caves are not empty, but today you get squatters everywhere.

RDP Friday: Cavern