Watched a fishing trawler cut through the seas making for safety of the harbour.
Grateful for where l am in life safe warm well fed.....healthy.....got friends. Life.
My uncle died at sea. Uncle Barry was young washed over board like many from Hull.
In those days ..suppose it always been rough trade being a fisherman.
The sky form these blankets of couler as we approach winter sosliste.
The cold remains. This has become normal now wrapped up against the wind, cold, along with the wet.
Fortunate to be enjoying life, despite the challenges it raised. Nearly another year over.
Soon will head to family in Hull, catch up shoot the breeze.
The settle down for a quiet peaceful Christmas.
Try to encourage others with my motto, don't be be silly and spend sensible. Quiet period as many activities, shops ,agencies close early now that Yuletide is here.
Peace is that too much to hope for, NO. Shalom and Agape to all.
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