Walking today without camera. Sometimes I feel that I only see the world through a lens, so I left it behind.
There were seal pups tucked up tight against the steep cliff face. Huge tides, so when the tide is high there is little left for them to rest on. So far, fortunatey, these tides have coincided with calm weather.
The heather is tired and falling towards autumn. Ravens gather and a few late swallows still fly.
From my feet the land stretches out, reaching down to the sea, and away. Living here is like living on the edge of a map. It is warm. There are dragonflies still in the air.
Later at the beach with the water pulled so far back it seems that the world is all light, bright, softened by salt. If you were quick you could walk to Pen Carnan.
There has been a stillnes about the day. A waiting.