Boat

*takes a bow at totally genius title*

*laughs at accidental 'bow' pun*

Velator/Braunton marshes today. Cold, very blinking windy, hair in mouth, eyes, face, Richard needed a wee. Tess had tummyache, footache, hairache, and all sorts of other made up niggles so she could go home ... until she realised she could play the clown and trip over boat ropes (in between doing handstands).

It's nice to have a lens big enough to cope with Heanton Church there in the distance.

I wrote a blogpost today if you're interested: Dear Children...