Walking on Clous
The tide has been low at my favorite time of day to walk. And when the tide is low, and the sun lowers over the banksia and bottle bush dunes, the water glazes the beach and leaving just enough moisture to reflect the sky.
A late afternoon walk presents a gift to take in with all my senses, after a day, between the storms, and before a glass of wine with the news. A fall, lingering sky. A wise sky, lighting the pock-marked crone of a beach with just enough peach to remind you of her once-smooth skin and youthful beauty.
All things are possible under this sky, walking on clouds on the beach in the afternoon before the rain.
