tempus fugit

By ceridwen

Lines in the sand

Warm enough to dispense with a jacket although not the dog lead. Raki's done one too many disappearing acts.

In the extra, spot the birdie! A perfectly-blended rock pipit speeds across the cliff from left to right like a flicker of light. 
(It's just left of centre along the horizontal midline.)

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