Thursday 20 May 2010

Sea Clearly Now?

A rather damp and misty day to be starting my new life but I don't care. I've freed myself from a load of work-related stress that was (literally) damaging my brain.

It's so misty that the mountains on the mainland have been entirely blotted out. I suppose it's a fine "soft" day. All sound is deadened by the moisture in the air. The grass is long and growing at an incredible rate but there's no prospect of mowing it when it's this damp. Soft, verdant, fecund, moist and other rude-sounding words all apply to the scene.

Lacklustre tides at the moment with this middling moon.

Oystercatchers are circling the bay. Their high-pitched cries cut through the muffled air.

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