SUNSET

We have been singing since we arrived here. Last night we walked down to the beach to see the sunset. It had rained hard for most of the day, on and off between bouts of sunshine. But at sunset the sky turned pink and red and orange as the sun slowly sank into the Atlantic. It was magnificent.
On the road back from the beach we heard a flock of birds singing. Suddenly a black cloud rose up from the grass, swirling around in a dark mass before settling down again in the bushes. As they were moving we heard the sound of hundreds of tiny wings beating in unison. It was a vivid portrayal of the lines from the song “Eirigh Suas a Stoirin” that say “When the flock settles down together at night there are always two birds that rise up together in the morning”. Me and Rich.