One man's beach (two if you include me).
I love how the colour of sunrise is reflected in her eye.
The wind was fierce;
Ripping and tearing at the grass and ferns
The grasses of the dunes have seen it all before
(and worse)
And they bend and dance in the breeze.
The ferns can afford to lose their dying fronds
Their life essence hibernates in the soil
Sure to come to life again next year.
It was a spring high tide and the Long nanny was just part of the sea as we were heading into the blueness of a late winter afternoon...
I had both Bessie and daisy this afternoon. It's an absolute joy to walk with these two beautiful animals.
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