Bobbing Along

A morning walk by the sea at Prinsted. A cool north-westerly breeze kept my hands firmly in my pockets. There were glimpses of sunshine but generally the light was low. The wind blew across the surface of the sea whipping up the waves as it passed. Brent geese and ducks (wigeon in this case) bobbed along content in their watery world.

Grateful for:
- An hour at the allotment in the cool clear air. The late afternoon light cast a warm glow as I worked.
- A walk at dusk in the meadow with Andy and Merlin for company.
- Andy cooking us a fish supper this evening.