Beauty in brokeness

Gosh! I announced that I was going to one of the least pretty and somewhat abandonned spots in town and all three offered to come. The stars must have aligned!

Mr E drove and the other 2 wrangled the dogs.
It was cold, rainy and very windy, but I worked out where I was going to bring the Lenten group the following day.

Despite the dodgy characters who drive out to that 'quiet' spot, it really is beautiful.

The dogs got so covered in black sticky mud that I threw them into the sea, waded in (to my ankles) and washed them off. They weren't very impressed.