P is for...

... perfect day.
The season of springy summer walks has commenced.
With J. Took the bus to the top of a big hill, walked to another hill, down to a valley, along through fields, down into a village. Tea and cake in a walled garden. To the seafront, along an undercliff walk to a Marina. About 9 miles.
Warm and sunny all the way.
Sigh.