Beach Walking

I love the way coastal living makes you so very aware of the rhythms of nature. At the moment our beach is just recovering from the brutalities of winter - the hard knocks of storms and abrasive winds. The seaweed still hides the odd treasure, but mostly the beach is looking like, it too, is waiting for the new Summer sun to bring back its former glory. Still, it doesn't stop us from walking, ever hopeful, and inevitably ending up in the sea.