My, this past week has just flown by!
The day was the 29th of February, and the morning mist was visible but all was not as normal.
That day, as it peeled back from the open fields, it revealed a small hamlet of half a dozen houses. Horses were in the fields and children’s laughter echoed in the stillness.
By the time the mist had cleared, the houses, horses and children had gone.
Was it an apparition? Trick of the light? Something that once was, or something yet to be?