Yesterday, was glorious.
A real spring day: warm with a brisk breeze.
I took a couple of photos that symbolise the feeling I had yesterday which I can only describe as a surge in optimism. The kind of feeling that long langurous evenings, rowing in my little boat, swimming and letting the sun dry the beads of salt water from my skin as I nestle into the warm stony beach, are nearly here.
(Let's not dwell on the screaming kids and barking dogs that encroach on that peace in the school holidays.)
At the dawn of the day: At the close of the day: