Last Man Standing

Love in the Mist Nigella

One summer, when I returned to Cornwall for a short break, someone said that I looked “pale and interesting”.  What he meant was that I looked ill.   Like a city person.  Comparing and contrasting to those around me, it was painfully apparent that he was quite right.  It wasn’t about lack of colour, it was about excess of pallor.  I didn’t take it as a compliment.

One solitary Love in the Mist stood firm in the whipping wind.  Faded by the weather, its fern-like collar still standing proud.  Although so far we have only had minor frosts, much is beginning to cultivate a bleached out look.  Pale and interesting.  Still much more attractive than that city girl.

11 thoughts on “Last Man Standing

  1. I spent the better part of a year working in downtown Toronto in the early nineties. There is a huge network of underground corridors lined with shops and restaurants, so you can get around without ever going outside. I was so pale that one of my colleagues took a look at me and insisted we had to go out for a walk so I could get some air.

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