Noup in the mist
Noup Head lighthouse isn’t visible until we’re almost on top of it. There’s dew on the grass and on the purple flowers of the thistles.
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Looking over the cliffs the birds appear like shadowy angels, coalescing into the air, their forms solidifying before us. A Gannet appears with a beak full of seaweed. Shortly it’ll make a messy attempt at a fresh nest and squabble with its neighbours.
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We hear the waves break through the grey below. It’s a wild and a wonderful day.