A darkness game
Let me pitch this as a new sport. Requires a minimum of equipment; the team and time of day are everything. Wait until it’s really dark outside, put the dog on a leash and follow his lead. Up the road, down the road, along the lane. Try to avoid the ditch hazards and low-lying tree branches. When you think you know where you are, turn on a flashlight (to destroy any night vision you’ve built up) and then continue after restoring darkness. Repeat until the dog wants to go home.
What do you think? We could have film crews (with those nifty night vision goggle that we see in movies). Clothing that fades from dark blue to black. Sponsorships. I guess that country living does come with new ways to amuse.
This was a quiet day. Not that different from others, except that if someone had spoken to me I would have probably over reacted. The house is quiet, and empty, and even the dog gets excited when I pretend to bark or ring a bell. Other than watching the final long version of Compass, even the TV didn’t enter into the amuse me equation.
And now I’m ready to do what generations before me have done, once the sun sets. The maxim “early to be and early to rise” didn’t spring from the lips of a city dweller, for sure.
Wrote to the generator guy, wondering if I have to do anything else before he comes over. No answer, yet. Obviously not a man ruled by the “You’ve got mail” alarm on his smartphone.
