Sunday, January 23, 2011

Moonlight and water

Early. Walking on the beach. As we moved towards the north end of Whitesands a rock came alive and began to move down the beach. So close. We stood on the sand, hand in warm hand, and watched as a seal moved into the sea, silvered by the setting moon.


  1. A magic moment is twice as magical when shared.

    Watched an old favorite "The Secret of Roan Inish" again last night, so I'm resonating to seals particularly well this morning.