just a Moment in the wood

By wavingarms

Oban Bay

It smells like summer. Warm, still evening. Bright, clear air. Quiet, relaxed wander along the pier after a lovely meal and catch up with a dear friend.

You do have to stop on days like these. Stop and smell the air, listen to the stillness, let the evening's rhythm quiet the mind and return the smile. On evenings like this, the ordinary things are transformed.

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