OF LAND AND WATER
am walking along the Cornish coastal path above the expanse of sand that is Watergate Bay. Below a storm is brewing. The wind is getting stronger and whipping salty sea spray into the air. Just a moment ago the sun was shining, dancing off the waves and warming my shoulders. Now a dark cloud has emerged on the horizon, and it’s heading in this direction. Little splatters of rain land on my hot cheeks. My friend glances at me as he unties his sweatshirt from his waist and pulls it over his head. Thunder rolls. The cloud, now
