Beautifully sunny day - but there’s a fierce wind, whipping up white horses on the blue sea.
I had a conversation with a five year old the other day, looking out over the fields towards the ocean on a windy day.
“Look at the white horses,” I said.
“Don’t be silly,” she said, with the arrogance only a five year old can muster, “they’re sheep.”
It’s all about perspective.
