Seaside walk

Location: On the rocks; low tide; Whitburn, N.E. England

Peaceful sea

Smell: salty seaweed

Sounds: white noise of waves gently breaking on the rocks. Occasional seagull cries

Participants: None. Nobody in sight 360 degrees

Mood: 5/10. Pensive, tranquil.

State of belly: Recently satisfied by picnic on rocks here. Ham sandwich, raw tomato, Cox’s apple

Current activity (primary): Sitting on rock, drinking black coffee (poured from Thermos Flask into household mug brought in rucksack)

Current activity (secondary): sporadically writing these notes in spiral pad

Dress: jeans, blue shirt (sleeves rolled, open neck), walking boots, socks

Time: 1310

Personal orientation: North east (looking out to sea)

Wind: East-south-east. Sufficient strength to lift pages of notebook

Sky: blue with covering of low stratocumulus cloudlets

Blue sky and stratocumulus cloudlets from location of picnic

Scary moment: close encounter with a stonephant.

The stonephant, a distant cousin of the elephant

I survived the scary moment. Speak to you later, my dear blogophiles.

Dusk in the garden

The time is 2215 and it is still light. I am in the garden. I disturbed a hedgehog when I came out; he or she shuffled off into the border, at the double. It is very peaceful out hear. I look at the grey clouds that are moving swiftly across the sky above. Their colour seems different from how they look in strong daylight.

Dusk

I have been sitting doing nothing for about half an hour. It is now 2040 and it is beginning to get dark. I see the light from my kitchen window. I must put away my sun lounger and go back indoors – to sleep, perchance to dream! Speak to you later, my dear blogophiles.