Candyfloss sunset

Canterbury, Cousteau and I joined M and his dog, Ronnie, on the beach for a twilight stroll this evening. Cousteau and Ronnie went mad, chasing each other and sticks and us 'grown ups' strolled along, snapping shots from time to time. Poor M, I think he thinks we're mad. Oh well.

Nature had her pastel pallet out tonight. No clouds made for a very subtle and delicate sunset. This shot was taken in between mad stick chasing episodes. He was literally still for about 10 seconds, then it was all on again. No chance of a pose so this was a natural bonus. I think he was trying to figure out how to bring the big log back that M had just thrown for him.

He's snuggled up by my feet now (Cousteau, not M), wrapped in his manly coat, waiting for his tea. All that running and swimming makes for a cold, hungry and tired wee man.

Edit: Make that 44 Cousteau shots, and counting.

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Long time no see