Of course it isn’t really my beach.
But if I could live there, you’d have to drag me away…
Brancaster (again!) in the sun
Shamelessly overprocessed 🙂
… Well, the beach is pointing the way.
Taken on Jem’s birthday: a day of mist and light sandwiched between two of drizzle and gloom. 🙂
Apparently that is a Johnny English face… 🙂
A glorious sunny Sunday evening, the last of the half-term. A surprise and a blessing. 🙂
A rare peaceful moment for Boisterous Bertie.
We were watching two seals playing against the setting sun.