Friends

Nicola sent me a tweet. Something about coming to visit, if she managed to finish her book on bowhead whales. I hate being at the end of a book, and really hoped she would finish in time to be able to come down, walk a bit, talk a lot.

And so she did.

We parked the van at Whitesands Beach and walked home. The tide was out. On Porthmelgan Rosie made Nic laugh as she dug holes in the sand.

And we saw chough and raven and wheatear and skylark and porpoise, really close to the land, and stonechat and pippets.

And Nic found some otter poo that she picked up and sniffed. I have so many friends who get excited by poo!

And we sat for a while watching the rise of a dorsal fin or two, lazy porpoise swimming slowly. Then home to a glass of wine and more talk, via Maes y Mynydd and I showed Nic the dead swans.

Then next morning a shorter walk and Nic helped me thread and frame a synopsis for a new book, making the words fall into an order that is sweet and so right and even perhaps powerful.

Friends. They are the best thing.

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