By: Blonde Two

Yesterday, I had a day of getting things all a bit out of perspective.  Times are tough at work and the depths of winter darkness and I have never had a very happy relationship.  I have realised, by the way, that neither of the Two Blondes are likely to see daylight for a whole six days and nights this week – this can’t be a good idea.  I spent most of the yesterday feeling sorry for myself and moaning about it all to anyone who would listen (I am lucky enough to have a fair few of those).

And then I got home, and met a neighbour, and remembered that there are much, much worse things in life than having lots of work to do.  I won’t go into details but, suffice it to say, I had my head hung in shame for a wee while.  Sometimes it is hard to remember that other perspectives even exist, let alone choose the right one to take.

Perspective is an intriguing word and, since the blog has made me a bit of an amateur etymologist (nearly spelt that right first time), I have done a bit of wordy detective work and realised that perspective and Dartmoor have a lot in common.  Let’s face it, where else would a Blonde go if she needed to sort her thoughts into the correct order?

Perspective – “The art of representing three-dimensional objects onto a two-dimensional surface so as to give the right impression of their height, width, depth and position …” This is presumably talking about drawing and painting but I am going to argue that blogging does the same thing.  Indeed, I am sure that this year, I have told you plenty about the height of Dartmoor’s tors, the width of Blonde One’s minibus, the depth of Dartmoor’s bogs and the positions of just about anything.

Perspective – “A mental view or outlook.”  This has taken some thinking about – I seem to have the most wavering mental view of anyone I know.  One minute, I love climbing a hill, the next I hate it.  One day I love my job, the next I want to run away from it for ever.  One year I want to live in New Zealand, the next I can’t bear the thought of being away from Dartmoor.  One thing is for sure though, as soon as I find myself in Dartmoor’s wide open spaces, the wavering settles to a mild meander and peace is temporarily restored to my mental view.

Perspective – “A view or vista.”  Most of us outdoorsy types know that a long view does the soul good.  There must be another Blonde formula for this; MV-FU=AS (where MV=miles of view, FU=fed-up-ness and AS=satisfaction).  Staring at a computer screen is, of course, the antithesis of this, as is not seeing the daylight for six days but at least we Blondes are lucky enough for our seventh day to be on Dartmoor (does that make us a bit like God?)

So, most dearest Blondees and Blondettes, Gatekeepers, Rescuers, Tweeters, Retweeters, Blogists and Fellow Meanderers.  Let us all make an attempt today, to keep our perspectives where they belong (don’t I know a song about that?)