last days of autumn
Opposite to the masses, you’re more likely to find my husband and I on the beach in the cooler months. Rugging up in jeans and a jacket for a stroll along the blustery shores colliding with rough, choppy waves is quite lovely in our books. And we all know how much a dog loves a romp with the wind in his ears!
On this day just a few before the end of autumn, I explored two beaches with my mum and grandparents. After my dog and I ran along the sand, my mum and grandfather sat under a tree in the sun and talked. My gran, dog and I wandered away to the rocks where only a few wet-suited surfers shared the vast space with us. We sat with our backs against the beacon and watched the waves, guessing which ones would spray droplets the highest. Wearing my scarf around her head and neck she looked like a Greek nanna with lined and tanned skin showing her long life outdoors and indeed on the seas. My arm around her or just holding her hand, we shared precious quality time.