skimming stones & sunsets

out wandering the shoreline today

i remembered what a perfect place is this where i live

simply to open my eyes is to see & feel happy
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skimming stones in the misty silence of sunset

watching ripples as the pebble skips over the sea

the hauntingly beautiful sound
as swift geese fly honking by overhead
a wind blown tree catching my eye
waiting to be drawn
hiding among the rocks a sea washed stone

with pebble treasure set in its midst

as the sun goes down

on this the first day of a brand new year

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the shore at mute hill, kirkcudbright