Maureen Bond

mood to moment

It’s February, but it feels like December. And it’s tough. There is the sea, almost within touching distance but there are rules. There is social distance, there is lockdown 1-2-3. Right now, the sea is as out of reach as a trip to the moon.

If you’re able to stroll on the beach, count your blessings. And if you can wander the hills, be thankful. The grass is always greener and the tide will soon turn.

And even if you are missing low cloud sunset of a seascape with all your heart and soul, take comfort, because when it’s all over something like this will be your reward.

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