I love quiet places. Walks where you rarely meet another being, apart from the odd dog walker or two.
I studied streams and wildflowers and thought about the moss garden waiting in the wings at my garden.
There is something very Poldark about standing on top of a cliff with the wind rushing through your hair.
The look wasn't good but boy did I enjoy it.
The time passed so quickly but then it does when you are enjoying yourself.
My favourite beach in the whole world and I have been fortunate to walk many. I look out to sea.....my children and Grandchildren come to mind. They have all walked this beach with me. I am blessed to have so many wonderful memories.
As my husband walks ahead of me, my heart thanks him for all that he has given me. He is one in a million.