Tuesday, 18 June 2013

Cliff Walk


























Grief

My Father passed away on a warm October day and like most partings it was quick and without much warning.  I love the sea and to walk high above it on the cliffs is one of my favourite things.  I like to see the vast expanse before my eyes and to listen to the ebb and flo. To be small in the greatness of nature. To know sorrow but also to know love and happiness too.

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