The Place Where I Sit

Just off my walking route there's a wee hollow which keeps the wind off, there's a wee rock for me to sit on, some grass for Trooper to sit in, and you get this view. It's a grand place to sit and contemplate the day ahead. At high tide the water is up to the foreground rocks, this is low tide.

Meanwhile, the breakers continue although the wind died away days ago.

.The sun was shining through this grass and it was dancing in the wind with a joie de vivre that lifted the spirits.