These days swimming at dawn is a real gift for the senses... pictures don't do justice of the intensity of the reds, pinks, purples and oranges in the sky... Walking under those tones before immersing in the water is a real threshold to cross, into a mystical world that slowly changes and makes itself more visible on each stroke.
Giggles of joy and sighs of awe; feeling full of life there, embraced by the subtle light, birdsong and the peacefulness of a hamlet still asleep.
Crossing the threshold again into a new day of possibilities π
Allan McDonald
2023-09-28 08:04:01 +0000 UTC