What is the fascination with collecting pebbles?
Gazing through the window……..
As I sat gazing through the window, on the morning of my birthday, in wonderment of the sun rising in front of me on the horizon watching the waves powering onto the shingle beach, I briefly mused on the idea of time passing (another year older) and my horizon moving with me wherever I go never …
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