That’s a pretty bizarre story about that compass, because just yesterday...
I was walking in the woods very close by. I know the general layout, a few acres of a wooded marsh that is dry at this time of year. It’s fun to go exploring in there.
It is surrounded by thickets of winterberry, but inside it is a mix of mosses and trees and some more winterberry and other wispy shubs. Otherwordly, but perhaps too much so.
I have a great sense of direction when I make it a point to pay attention. I was paying attention so I would explore a new area. I was generally keeping left so I would be walking south. Once inside this little Wonderland the broader orientation markers (the road or the thick border) disappears.
So I am maneuvering through there and then I reach the thicket. I didn’t recall that it was that thick on the south end but I worked by way through it, expecting to be on the south at a rock wall.
Whoa, surprise, I was on the north side, exactly the opposite way I thought I was going! It’s not like I was lost, but this was competely unexpected. I did have my bearings and initial direction, so how could that have happened without recognizing this.
Really weird. I think there must be a Bermuda Triangle effect in there, arrg. If I had been wandering aimlessly I would have thought nothing of it.
So I was thinking I should find that little compass, but then look what yours did, lol.
