At last… after at least a solid week of rain, murk, gloom , mud and unseasonably mild weather, the sun eventually came out today. By the time of my third walk the sky was blue, the sun shining – it was just lovely.
I grew up right by the sea, a minutes walk from the beach and I miss it. I miss the happy memories I have of my first dog Poppy, when she was a pup and as she grew up. I miss the summer holidays, walking Poppy for a couple of miles down the long sandy beach to visit my Gran. I miss you Poppy, I miss you Gran. I think that’s why I like the beach so much, so many memories. No doubt we will be back to the beach very soon, it’s a very special place for me.