Six a.m. on a Sunday morning; woken by the rain on the window, I have been awake for over an hour. The hotel is a field away from the sea and, for the past two nights, we have seen the lights of the boats dancing on the waves. This morning the sea is unseen, veiled by the mists and rain and the silence of invisibility.
We have still half a day left of the Whispers in the West weekend and it has been a wonderful few days so far, seeing this little corner of Pembrokeshire through the eyes of one of our Companions who loves it dearly.
There will be much to tell and share when I am home and reconnected to the internet next week. For now, though, I try and clear the inner mists of sleep and ready myself for the shared morning and the long journey home.
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A hotel by the sea sounds like a nice place to be. I’m sorry about the rain and mist, though.
I could have missed the rain, but the mist was beauiful.
Mist can be wonderfully atmospheric, can’t it? 🙂
I love it… unless I’m driving…
Good point! 🙂
In that case, I look forward to your return home. 🙂
Home…still no internet though 🙁
Frustrating, isn’t it. Mine keeps trying my patience. o_O
Fingers crossed for the weekend…