Recently stopped on harbour walls, and just watched Cormorant dive, surface, dive again.
Odd seal looked up and appears to stare at us.
When they swim up river first time looked like huge dog swam past, slips down mud as it comes to the shore.
Saw plenty of Buzzards looking for something to eat, honey coulered chest against field brown feathers of flight.
Winter coulers of leaves lying around.
wet
Chilly
I imagine in my eyes mind that l am heading for sunny islands in Mediterranean
But l am not, here where it`s cold in my bed at night, and the heating is costly.
Getting old, feel frail, surprised how quick time past, memories music films and conversation too often are rooted in them past days.
This pandemic made us fearful, do not have anything to measure these present moments alongside.
But this l do know...Life and here.
Well l am just passing through.
psalm 37,V 10 . . . A little while, and the wicked will be no more; though you look for them, they will not be found.
Sometimes odd text from old scripture worth examining further.
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