I do love the scent of sea water, from the edge of a cliff, away from all the unnecessary things. This is the smell of the wild, the freedom and beauty of nature. I love the feel of the cold damp grass beneath my bare feet. I love the sound and feel of my heart beating in my chest, warm, against the elements. I love the embrace of the wind, the hairs standing on the back of my neck, such beautiful sights and sounds, crashing waves and coloured stones. Black seaweed rises up from the waves.
This is one of my favourite places in the world.
The beautiful beast is purring and it tickles all of my senses.