humanity
Humanity begins at home.
A chance to say goodbye
Recently I received a Facetime call on the beach. It was a beautiful morning full of sun-sparkles on the shallow still water of the estuary. Pelicans hanging out on the sandspit in small groups. They looked like they had gathered together for a chance to bask in the late winter sun on their way north or south. The air was full of the smell of eucalypts warming themselves into the day; their leaves rustling as the wind caught them, gently stirring them as the breeze swirled in the air. The water softly lapped at the edge of the sand, barely creating a wave in the moment before and after the call.
By Myrtle McLoughlin3 years ago in Families





