Spreading

The spreading of wings.

Overcast, flat light that my camera doesn't handle well and stiff Easterly breeze that I don't handle well. But I put on my wellies and not nearly enough layers, waded through the highest tide to sit with the ducks by the burn for half an hour. More exposed in these conditions than my sit-spot, which was under water.

Home now, thawing; tweaking Chapter 14 (where I finally leave home), for publication tomorrow, Godwilling.

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