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peter
Banned
Sitting on the terrace, looking out over the bay, calm stil and clear but still dark,lights around the bay are still on, looking up the stars what a lot of stars all twinkling as if to out do each other, the half moon still bright, behind me on the mountain, the goats are all ready up,I can hear the white one with the bell who we called Doris. A 5 minute gentle stroll down to the beach no one around, walk out onto one of many small piers on pine walk. sit down on the end, the lights I saw from the terrace now reflecting across the bay, almost by magic it all starts to lighten up,the sun is starting to rise,dawn is here a magical moment, now half light and half dark,a few whisps of clouds over the mountains to my left add to the magic turning the sky gold and red,the sun now in the water lighting up the boats and the low mist across the water.A short stroll along pine walk,a cormorant dashes through the water after its breakfast an egret wadding through low water looking for his, the water is so clear I can see the fishes swimming around, I can now hear joggers. The spell has now broken, but a magical moment which will be in my mind forever. PERFECT.
