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  • I'd been so engrossed in my work that I hadn't noticed the sun.

    There I was, head down, buried in tax returns and next minute the sun is blasting me in the eyes. All morning it had been trying to get my attention, jostling to get past the clouds, seeping through every crack. Waiting for the exact moment, as it glided across the sky, to grace my living room and look me straight in the eyes. Wake up! Stirring me from my work coma and reminding me that there was a world out there, a very beautiful world.

    It was 2:58pm. Give it another couple of hours and it would be dark again. The sun was calling me, inviting me to come out and play and, well, it would be rude not too.

    So I called to the dog (he doesn't need to be asked twice) and jumped into my coat and wellies and out we went. Across the fields, down the cliff and onto the beach.

    Many people had been out today, the sand told me so. They'd all notice the sun was shinning long before me. But we had the sunset to ourselves tonight. Me, Shad and a thousand swirling seagulls dancing on the wind.

    I do live in a beautiful place. I'm very grateful that I can wander out onto the beach when the sun calls me. How magic is that!
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