Beachcombing

Ollie, Scratch and I spent ages on the shore this morning.  We shinned down the cliff and walked along the beach, exploring rock pools and looking for flotsam and jetsam after the gales.  

Came home with two good lengths of rope, one yellow and one blue.  They may end up as a garden decoration, or be pressed into service by the Boatman!  

Feels like the end of something momentous.  Seven years of blipping - really did think I was saving my life one day at a time!  I'm exploring 365 but it won't be the same . . .