charles barrow's writing

It's 15 days since I last posted, about Covid-19, and in that time the world has been upended. On a Macro scale things have become nightmarish, with hundreds dying in every country, and society as we knew it (certainly in the West) changing out of all recognition. The Macro, informs the Micro, of course, and individually our lives and routines have had to change and adapt too. But amongst the wholesale changes, I've managed to hold on to a few familiar things. I suspect we've all latched on to certain things that are still available and familiar and make us feel more secure in uncertain times. For me, my morning exercises (after coffee) are something that I can continue with, speaking with family and friends, texting and emailing continues too (perhaps more frequently now). Listening to the radio. Gazing out of the window at trees and clouds, a simple pleasure I've always enjoyed and can continue to enjoy. And walking is still allowed to us too, in fact it's encoura...

I'm always happy to bump into strange, weird, wonderful sculptures and statues when I'm out walking in the countryside, or through the woods. I happened upon these startled owls the other day - that's their official name, Startled Owls, like Barn Owls or Long Eared Owls. I'll leave it to you to decide wether they fall into the weird or the wonderful category. Photo is the author's own

I'm at a loss really to know what to say about this piece of woodcraft. I came across it during a walk through the local forest, a forest famed for its red squirrels. It's obviously meant to be a squirrel but it looks like an alien. I would usually tag a photo with the term 'Writing inspiration' but not this one. This is just weird and I wanted to share the weirdness.  Photo is the author's own

I just turned around and walked quickly away when I saw this. Photo is the author's own.