From My Garden

This place gives me the peace I need with the quiet day broken only by the sound of the waves across the beach. Sometimes people come and go but they are silent and distant figures who keep a wide birth from the hut and its reclusive occupant.

Last night I watched a young couple walk quietly before sitting and lighting a small candle.

This morning I am sitting in my sea-garden and thinking about that small soft light which flickered for a while and was then no more.