Without company, the walk takes on a different quality. My perception changed to an awareness of being out in the cold on a lonely path to a far away foggy destination.
As I continue I noticed, despite the cold wind there is beautiful life to be experienced along the way.
A flower in a multitude of greens......
and a brave leaf with a purple heart.
The mountain announces its awaking and a glimps of spring with an explosion of yellow.
As I come down from the Rocket Rd I see the wreck of the Coppelia lying battered as a warning sign.
This shore is rocky and dangerous.
A lonely flower announces its desire to be met with aggressive colours.
It is good to look ahead to where I want to be.
On a path where the flowers play,
and are dangling like bells moved by the wind.
Finally I am home and with a deep breath take in the solitude of an empty beach.
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