So some days don't go to plan.
F decided to amend some plans I had been working on and this did not go down well. I was almost there, after weeks and weeks. Why change it now? Why not weeks ago? I got very angry and upset and fumed all afternoon. Of course it was all there waiting for him when I came home....
We sorted it out. We talked. I expressed myself. We moved on.
We went and bought chips and headed out in to the sunset with Little Dog. A glorious day was followed by a beautiful evening. Flat calm sea, interspersed with looooong parralel waves, identifiable as they headed in across the bay and dark lines, so clear.
The sun set in a purple haze.
We peered over the cliff, at the barriers above the seal haul out cove. And there they were. Lounging. Playing in the waves. Playing with each other. At least twelve. but they were hard to count... they kept moving. They were lovely to watch.
It turned into a lovely evening. It just took a bit of time.
1 comment:
Ahhh sometimes all we need is a little patience, a little room ro air our insides, a little sunset and a whole lot of love...and magic happens. :) Thanks for the reminder
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