The light was beautiful this evening when I nipped round to the harbour chippy. A sunny September day was giving way to a misty evening, the tide was out and there wasn't a breeze - does the Beaufort scale have minus numbers for super-still weather?
It's a feast for the senses tonight too - the air tastes and smells tangy. Salty. The streetlights near the path to the beach are hazy through the mist and the sound of a fog horn hangs in the air.
This is 'my' little stretch of coastline at its autumnal best.
Tonight, with windows wide open, I will snuggle under a quilt, ever thankful for family, food, clean water, health, a roof over our head and a safe, secure place to sleep.
I'll fall asleep surrounded by the scents and sounds and sensations of a cool, misty, night by the sea.
Enough is all that's needed, yet I have so much more. I'm grateful.
