Sanaigmore

Always a favourite of mine, Sanaigmore is at the end of the road; some old farm buildings, a small art gallery/cafe and a wee beach which is popular with families.

At night they all go off back to their homes or hotels and here we are for the night. The beach is all ours. 

We always used to love picking through the stones to find the perfect one to take home. Now we just look at them.

The lady in the cafe remembered us from last year - how I came in for a cup of tea while D did his meditation on a grassy knoll. She could see him through the cafe window, and also Jess waiting in the courtyard.

Not much changes...except that last year I couldn't get D to take off his shoes on the beach, and now he hardly ever puts them on :-)