tempus fugit

By ceridwen

Early morning mist, Pembrokeshire

6.45am and the overnight haze is already starting to burn off. The morning was too perfect to waste so the dog and I walked to the coast, 15 minutes away. The grass was covered with dewy cobwebs, like pieces of gauze stretched to dry.

The rest of the day was not so pleasant as I spent 8 hours travelling to London - even longer than usual due to a signals failure at Slough.

I know where I'd rather be.

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