I can’t believe I’ve been posting my walk images for a week! This is the eighth day, which sounds somewhat prophetic! Perhaps it is the dawning of a new Earth. It certainly feels like it. Someone remarked that the birds were tweeting louder and indeed for the last two mornings I have woken to the sweet sound of sparrows and not the usual raucous cries of seagulls.
I started my walk scrunching down the shingle to take photos for a friend who’s stuck near Slough and pining for the sea. I love it when the tide recedes revealing these timeless rocks, especially on days like this with sun glancing equally at water and rock. Glorious!
