Tranquility

Sitting at the top of the hill yesterday afternoon and looking down at the ocean,

the wind blowing a warm (yes, I said warm) breeze,

Ron and Sophie lying on the grass at the edge,

the sea stretching out beyond the horizon,

with the sun bouncing off its every ripple,

a lone surfer heading back up the hill with his surfboard,

 a seagull came floating by below us.

It was that tranquil.