It’s low tide
And a light northeaster
Cools down the last of the day
The evening hues begin to reveal themselves
Reflecting off the wet sand and down onto the tiny surf
And although the sun had left the beach
It still shines bright on the majestic island just a kilometre or so offshore
Highlighting the green of the scrub
The yellow of sand coloured rock
And the chocolate brown of the surrounding tidal rocks
This sitting in a sea of light blue is astounding
The northern harbour wall is split evenly in two with the dark brown of tidal mark and the silvery grey of the armour rock
Puffs of random apricot clouds drift listlessly
As the dropping sun paints the opposite ends of the earth and amazing lilac and grey
What artist can reach from one end of earth to the other
A young child wearing but her skin frolics in the sand resisting her mother’s calls
As a lone tinny makes his way back to the harbour
As the nesting plovers ward off the presence of a hawk lingering
And so the afternoon ends ......