Mother shag is there again as I practise the Tai Chi movement ‘Spreading one’s wings’. She joins me.

 Then she rises up on her feet, just as I am doing,

 and sinks down again, with her wings still outstretched.

 Then suddenly, she is gone. I just manage to catch her in flight, with her tail feathers thrust up for balance.

 She descends,

and lands on the water, where she swims like a duck, patiently searching for more fish.
I have finished spreading my wings, and return to my study to fish for inspiration as I continue my writing.