Sun a rise.....too early in the morning. Just before 5am I became aware of them, sheep calling and crying, then the sound of birdsong became apparent, no I thought. It couldn't be morning already, but it was and on opening my eyes, and by way of confirmation, I just glimpsed the orange Sun peeking over the eastern horizon. The sleep hadn't been too bad, though longer grass would have made for a better bed, we'd crashed out on the hill between Seacombe and Winspit, under a fantastically starry sky. Although sleep hadn't been too bad, it had been far too short. Still, all things considered, felt quite spritely and the day looked like it was going to turn out nice again.
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