High , high up there is a glider looking like a giant seagull in the lazy air .
Fresher , greener air streams through the windows as we scissor along the lanes half hoping to outrun the heat .
Then I can smell salt in the air . I have bare legs and sandals .A white egret wades and the breeze ruffles its feathers .Creamy elder flowers bob on the branches as the breeze reaches them .
Now a seagull skims the sky looking like a small white glider .
Seagulls and gliders , gliders and seagulls .......