that permeating kind of sun,where as soon as you step into it, you can feel it through your entire soul.
that lack of breeze, no tips on the waves, just cool,glassy nudges across the shore.
that time of quiet, where the birds have stopped, but the cars haven’t started, and all you can here is the slow stir of neighbours as they tend to their children, their pets, themselves.
and sunday. that most holiest of day of rest.
no plans, commitments, rsvp’s. no deadline, no timeline, no decisions except which hat to wear, and do I go swimming down the beach, or in the rock pool.
i live for days like this. days like today. wish you were all here. xxx