Favourite things

Some favourite things can’t be captured in a photograph.

Like the hushed susurrus of waves washing over rocks at the base of a cliff. Or the gleam of pale winter’s sunlight on a seagull in flight, gone in an instant. Or the satisfaction of, after fighting a mental block all day, being able to read at least one chapter out of a book and find it both useful and thought provoking.

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