Walk Notes: January 26th – 30th
Monday Sunrise: 8:31
Out before sunrise again, the winter mist is back and the low lying clouds brings a particular darkness to the morning that I find quite affronting.
Tuesday Sunrise: 8:28
The sky was pink when I left the flat this morning. The colours undulated as the clouds drove across the horizon. On my way back from the Pelicans, it had turned orange. Surely the weather was about to change. Sure enough, the internet told me rain is on its way. Somehow the sky never lies.
Reading through Weird Walk No.7 over breakfast, a quote from Benjamin Myers sticks in my mind: “Are certain people drawn to small islands? I suspect so. Those of us who feel somewhat separate from the general flow of life seek silence and solace in such sparsely populated places.”
It resonates with me even if I don’t wish to live on a small island.