An exuberant rainbow lit up the harbour this morning.
It was there one moment, gone the next.
It occurs to me that the ephemeral is also long lasting.
And look who's here! Sage. He found his way home. I am overjoyed. I almost can't believe he's back. What a hero.
I was up in the wee hours last night and was just about to switch my bedside light off when he came bounding noisily down the passage and onto my bed, announcing his triumphant return at the top of his voice. There was much rubbing and rolling, pastry making, bed exploring and non-stop purring. I fell asleep with him curled up on my chest (amidst much rumbling!); neither of us woke till well after 9.00AM. Sleep like this is completely unheard of for me. It'll be relief, I guess. Mine and his. And joy that he's safely home.
His vocabulary is different; there are new notes in his voice - and he won't stop talking. Apparently he has three days and nights of adventure to report on. I am ever so happy to listen.