Blue and white

Unlike gloomy yesterday, this was one of these wonderfully bright winter days, when the sea roared incessantly in the rising south wind, the tide engulfed the pebble beaches until they vanished, and the birds rose in clouds of spray and soared in the air currents above us. It was exhilarating and smelled wonderfully of fresh seaweed - nothing, I may say, like the smell of seaweed that has lain in the sun.

And for a change we were out walking at midday. Great. The best kind of day.