Monday, August 27, 2007
Walking in Sunshine
Blue sky, walking on the wall, hot in the sunshine but a mist washes over the land at times, hiding the hills, chilling the air.
I wait in the golden grass and the flowers paint tiger stripe shadows on my fur.
There are more seals on the beach, more pups each day. A week old and full of seal milk, the pup now fits his white fur coat.
When it is time to go the cloud has again crept in to cover the land. There is still time for a little cliff top yoga before the long climb home.