9 Sep 2007

The sea is sparkling

From the window of the Skye Fudge kitchen, the sea is sparkling. Need to take a walk down to the shore to enjoy the last hours of the day. Through the gate, my legs brushing against the damp rushes, the dog so excited that he's nearly knocking me over as he zig-zags down the hill to the rocky shore.

And at last, peace and quiet, bar the distant cries of the gulls. The very bearable lightness of being - the simple pleasure of feeling the last warmth of the sun on my face, eyes closed, listening to the gentle trickling rhythm of the incoming tide.

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