Fog

Walking this foggy morning is a different experience. The harbour is still, shorebirds are
clustered together and no waves lap the beach. I see no one else this morning on my walk
yet it is an enjoyable feeling to stroll in a slightly out of focus and muffled world. Even the
gulls are muted. The fog isolates us in silence. Out of the gloom comes a chirping birdcall.
A cheerful sparrow is busily about his business of hunting for breakfast.
Brightened, I return for mine.

Simple Pleasures

Life's simpler pleasures abound during an early morning beach walk.
Sitting on a rock, a Mourning Dove is not a specimen to be recorded in a birdwatcher's journal but it is a pleasing bird to watch and listen to for a while.
Farther on, lilacs in full bloom please several senses with their colour and perfume.
I find it entertaining to look at such commonplace things that make up the whole of our surroundings.
Discovering their innate charm is a blessing often overlooked.