Thursday, October 29, 2009

A walk in the woods at twilight

I should have realised that walking in the woods in the dark was enough of a challenge without the added element of the river. Isn't it strange how a path so familiar in daylight takes on an alien form at dusk?

So there I am peering into the darkness when I see a human shape running towards to me. A male shape heading in my direction at speed. Fearing for my very life, with the instantaneous reflexes of a trained killer, I leapt into fighting stance - legs akimbo, fists in front of face.

As the jogger muttered, 'good evening,' I tried to make it look as if I were scratching my nose and ear. I think I got away with it.

6 comments:

nick said...

Always embarrassing when one's paranoid self sees someone as sinister and threatening and they turn out to be the next-door neighbour picking bluebells. As you say, a rapid shift required into total-innocence mode.

Trubes said...

How funny you are Liz..LOL.

Di.x

James Higham said...

You weren't dancing in the grove by any chance, Liz?

jay said...

Hahaha! Well, it serves him right, charging up to a person like that! He's lucky you didn't flatten him first and ask questions later! LOL!

NitWit1 said...

I've noticed at night when I get up without normal light, things become sinister

I wonder is this like being blind after having sight?

Anonymous said...

Perhaps you had left your reading glasses on? I know this happens to me sometimes...