Atmosphere The haze has lifted but the view is still unclear the tapestry of the future you cannot predict your life swoons away just like a boat in the harbour but your focus remains on the landscape in your mind your subconscious collides with the realm of the surreal the eternal rage is at the end of its tether the boundary of existence raises it's anchor as a crackle of anticipation fills the air you can see happy people avoiding the shadows as early summer filters through the leaves on the trees stepping out you plunge into surges of lilac that soothe the pain that you never knew you had. Walking around Ullapool during the third wave of the Pandemic, as restrictions were gradually being lifted - there was an atmosphere that was indescribable, kind of relaxed and tense at the same time. I tried to put it into words....maybe you had to be there. Cormorants Bejewelled together on an unreachable crag a vibrant dawn begins another day of bliss their safety in numbers are like lin...