Sunday. A day of reflection

Nothing better than to pause and reflect.

After a week of seeing dancing porpoises

The couple of porpoises that accompanied.

The gentle passage on the  daily Clyde ferry.

A wonderful week that was and now is gone.

But sits here in my head of lovely memories.

Sunday slowly starts with a coffee and icecream

Everything is good with a look at the orchard.

Perhaps a gathering of some apples on the ground.

Perhaps a time more in the cosy armchair

A detective book in my hands to read

A Gentle Sunday indeed

Birds that sing outside

Happiness within.