Who was it ? why hadn’t they turned up to meet him ? These were all the questions that popped into my head as I enjoyed the sunset and the sound of the calm waves caressing the beach.
” The grass that morning was damp underfoot and a light mist hung over the river. The sun began to rise on the horizon with Glastonbury Tor clearly visible in the hazy distance.
” Ahh Photographe ! Were The Words I Remember Vividly Followed By The Most Wonderful Belly Laugh.
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” It was still very dark as I arrived at Lindos and as I drove slowly down a dimly lit steep hill towards the bay two black goats frightened the life out of me as they poked their heads up out of a bin they were stood up against !…yep, I was now fully awake!
” Lindos came alive with the sunrise, I could hear the Donkey’s braying which creates such a wonderful echo off the surrounding cliffs that I can only explain this as feeling Biblical. As I stood there with the warm glow of the sun increasing in intensity I could also hear a small trike navigating the village streets…
” This Cat Was Also In A Moment That Looked Like It Could Be Appreciation And That Made Perfect Sense To Me.