The Gorse Fox and Silver Vixen have just followed supper with a leisurely stroll along the beach, watching the sun dip towards the horizon. The tide had turned in the last couple of hours and the sand was beginning to show beyond the pebbles. A few neighbours swam, whilst other walked their dogs, or even jogged.
We are very lucky.
It seems strange that tomorrow GF will be in Warwick again which is just about about as far as you can get from the sea, in England.
[File under: Diary]
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