evening walk

Yesterday, in line with my commitment to walk regularly, I took myself to the sea again. I marched down the hill lickety split, as the sun was low in the sky and I wanted to be able to watch it dip behind the bulk of the Downs. I got there just in time to see its disc gradually slip down, down, down behind their dark mass.

 The tide was out, and the shore stretched like a rippled mirror in front of me

 small stones and sculpted sand bringing texture to the reflections

and a pair of very happy little dogs came racing beside the waves, delighted to be out in the evening air with a willing slave to throw ball for them

I really must make sure I do this often. it does the soul good as well as the body