Full pelt, is the only speed which a fisherman knows. Hurrying home with the catch.
Slow and stealthy, is the style of a dappled grey heron. Which stalks the silvery low tide shallows.
By morning, Loctudy's beaches are deserted. Their sands warming in the sun.
Come afternoon, a sea breeze fills in. Rainbow sails are hoist. Holiday visitors emerge from their lairs.
Each choosing a tempo to suit their circumstances.
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