there are road rules, then there are taxi no rules... some insane drivers out there this morning that even in the slow lane are in the fast lane. but again, they are just stories I collect rather than affect... on my way to my morning trauling
its a better one today, though the almond sliver of light again is more than a little challenging. two other photographers are out there too, claiming their space and their view of it all
I head to the end of the pier, where I knew from a few days ago I was again to appear. the friendly harbour seal, greets me with his groaning, swimming and lurking, playing and showing off. he is cool company and any who have visited this famous quaint little harbour, know of his antics, the harbour his home
it would be good to see what the others have captured, but my spirit is shy and reclusive this dawn and I merely greet them both and move on. we know we share a secret society - out here in awe of mother natures desirability. nothing more needs to be said....