It’s the seagulls that alert me. When there’s a swarm of them close to shore, I know what’s arriving in my home port in Lyttelton, New Zealand. They fight and cackle and I stand at my window watching fishermen off load their catch …
… or I used to.
There’s nothing like appreciating nature to soothe a weariness of soul.
The lighting was particularly awesome when I took these impressionist photos.
Ordinary, just ordinary she was …
… except to me
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It’s not been a matter of ticking boxes – been there, done that – but more a time of navigating by intuition and sailing around my heart.
She had an open plan living area that welcomed you into her bosom; wrapped arms around you and smelled of the soft scent of acceptance.