Algy’s Primrose Path :)

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Algy followed the lighthouse keepers’ path which led down to the rocks, and was surprised to see many clumps of primroses growing on the steep banks that rose up towards the lighthouse itself. It was a very pleasant place to perch in safety and listen to the sea, which – even on a calm day – swirled around noisily in constant motion, some distance beneath the old wall.

At long last the sun had decided to shine for a couple of days, and if it had not been for the very brisk wind it would have felt positively warm. But as Algy looked out at the islands surrounding his home, he felt that there was a change in the air, and it was not just the change from perpetual rain to sunshine. The sun was lower in the sky, the air had a new sort of feel to it, the wildflowers were running to seed, the tips of the grasses were turning golden brown… and the patch of heather he was perching on was flowering. Algy knew that in almost no time at all now, it wouid be autumn again…

As evening fell, pale glowing mists began to form over the sea, along the course of the burn and above the peat bogs. It seemed as though the islands were floating on a soft bed of clouds. Algy was fascinated by this phenomenon, so he perched on a handy fence post, to watch and wait for the mists to swirl in over him.

This post is dedicated to Algy’s dear friend Jürgen, with his warmest thanks. Herzlichen Dank, mein lieber Freund xx