A trip to the beach late on a sunny Saturday afternoon, watching & listening to the waves as they gently ebb back & forth onto the sand....
... collecting sea treasure...
... digging holes with bare hands & building sand castles....
... running into the waves & squealing with delight as the sea chases you back up the beach....
... jumping as high as you can over the waves....
...standing watching as the waves retreat leaving your feet sinking into the soft sand...Aaaah! I love the beach! :o)
4 comments:
Me too!
Another lovely blog- thank you!
Ken xxxxxx
As poetic as your dad! Very lovely. Is that a wind farm there too?
Mum xx
Oh me too x x x
Yes, that's a wind farm! Around the time some of the Iron Men were removed as 100 of them was considered unsightly by some, the off shore wind farm appeared! Hmmm! Got a cracking photo of the ferry passing rather close by the turbines!
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