Reflections

As I walked into the Newcastle office this morning, my spirits were lifted by the reflections on the River Tyne.  The low tide had become a canvas of still, calm, water creating a beautiful, mirrored, industrial portrait of Dunstan Staithes.  When I remarked on this to my colleagues I was surprised at how few seemed to appreciate the shifting landscape outside their window. Perhaps it’s only visitors who can appreciate the restless, ever changing scenery of the tidal waters. Its magical properties seemed lost on those who, bowed down with workaday cares, pass by each day, unseeing of its beauty,