Monday, September 3, 2007
Walking in evening sunshine.
We walked in evening light that glowed so brightly in our ginger fur. The sun was low over the sea. All day the moon had ridden across the sky. There would be no moon tonight. The stars would be bright.
On the beach there were still more seals and pups and off shore bull seals were fighting in the water. We could hear them singing, a song that blended perfect harmony with the pull of the sea on the rounded pebbles. Perfect.