A runner stands apart. You don’t need to look twice. The lean muscles, the poised stance, the effortless readiness—it’s all there, waiting for the next burst of speed.
And when the open space calls, they don’t just run. They glide.
Watching a greyhound take off is pure joy. The stretch, the arc, the rhythm—it’s movement at its most natural, most beautiful.
And when the sun begins to set, framing the runner in gold, it’s more than just a sight. It’s a moment.
It’s always about the frame. How you frame the problem changes the problem itself.
One moment, I was talking to people, standing beside them, sharing thoughts. Then came the trudge down the rolling hills—a pleasant, happy descent through Vagamon’s stunning landscape.
Thirty minutes later, I turned around.
The people I had just spoken to? Now tiny silhouettes on the horizon. The hill? A mere bump in the distance. The shifting light made them look like mannequins in a store—motionless, almost unreal.
Perspective changes everything. What looks overwhelming up close may seem insignificant from afar. What seems impossible now may, with distance, reveal new possibilities.
Try changing the frame—you might see things in a whole new way.
The incredible thing about sunsets? They bear an uncanny resemblance to sunrises.
One marks an ending, the other a beginning—but in truth, they are part of the same cycle. Every sunset quietly hands over the sky to the next sunrise, and life moves forward.
It’s the time when birds are close to home—some flying away, others flying toward. They don’t dwell on what was, only on where they’re headed next.
Both sunrises and sunsets captivate us. Maybe because they symbolize change—a closure of sorts and a fresh startwaiting in the wings.
The birds know the secret. They embrace the light, the dark, and everything in between. And most importantly, they fly.
Maybe it’s time we did too.
Perhaps it was the effect of Tennyson whose home this place housed. Freshwater Bay, Isle Of Wight.
It was a spectacular sunset. The fact that there was Sun was such joy. And then to see this sunset was a huge lottery win!
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The building across the road. And the sun beyond the building ! A intense evening ladscape. A landscape that inspires a quite chai and buiscuits. And conversation.
As the Sun says “see you soon”.
