Morning walk
This is the day when autumn officially concedes to winter..yet decides to hang around just a bit longer, showing off the leftover scraps of its colourful dress. 
My hands are stuffed in my pockets when not stealing this last gasp with my camera. Light, like the rheumy eyes of an elder, glances at my own, sharp with morning sight. A robin on the path doesn’t fly away as I pass, but huddles, like a lost child, close to the wall, its breast a starker red against sandy grey stone.
The toe-capped wind pecks at my head as I walk, briskly now, nearly late for what’s next in the world of doings. Here, I know myself reflected only in this scene of non-human goings on that changes hands in a seamless dance of grace. I return here every day taking its nameless beauty back with me to float imperceptibly behind my eyes, ready to remind me when linearity threatens to take over my mind.
Afternoon walk
Later the sun pastes fragments of itself on the stones in the alley, echoing the leaves of earlier. Over the sea, like some glorious sign of hope, the same sun brazenly exposes itself to passers by, bedding down on stripling clouds, as it prepares for its final exit. We will rise again, it shouts with flaming tongue. We will! We will! 
Three men stand on the beach like silhouetted sentinels, mirroring my inner warrior. I meet two friends: one I haven’t seen for years, a woman who always wanted a man and is now walking clutching the hand of one. Some people – but by no means all – disappear behind a screen when they’ve found another life to make them whole for a little while. The single ones, like me, wander around the couples like visitors at an exhibition of Rodin lovers. Next, a more recent friend with whom I resonate. My heart quickens. We agree to meet up. This strange time we are living in brings some friendships closer. They are always the ones where innate truths are shared, who I leave carrying more riches than when I entered.
The natural world is more powerful than us. We are always losing our way and always being found…
