out of the mist
Sunny everywhere except for the beach….. but it was warm and no wind to speak of.
…and there’s my trained gull again! 😉
Most people, looking back at their childhood, see it as a misty country half-forgotten or only to be remembered through an evocative sound or scent, but some episodes of those short years remain clear and brightly coloured like a landscape seen through the wrong end of a telescope.
― D.E. Stevenson, Listening Valley