A sultry southerly blowing this morning when I went out for my run; a cloudy sky, very mild, the air soft and damp, my head full of nothing at all, but the joy of being there and feeling the wind against my face. An incoming tide, two cruise ships in port, the marina deserted, the village coming to life, bird song in the Grove Gardens, a flock of goldfinches heading for thistles on the foreshore, clouds clearing, shafts of sunlight. A perfect start to a wonderful autumn day.
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