Above the sky is grey, but we haven’t had anymore snow since very early this morning and Storm Emma has gone. Wedneday’s daffodils are a bit deeper in snow. And the school is closed so we can have some fun in the snow.
Sunday after the snow, when the sun came out.
The poor hens are not quite as comfortable this weather. Don’t get me wrong they have a nice house with straw to shelter in, but outside everything is wet and sodden! Still it doesn’t stop them getting out and about. However, like me, I wonder if they are perhaps dreaming of dozing off comfortably in the summer sun.
I just liked the layers of paint peeling of an old fishing boat.
Summer days on the beach seem a long and distant memory now, as the haws ripen and the rain falls. As a family, beach days are one of our favourite types of days. Even a winter walk on the beach can be exhilarating. I am not sure what the magic is. It has something to do with the space and freedom – there are few boundaries. The smell, that ozone filling your nostrils. The feel of the sand on your bare feet. And of course the water, even if it is just a paddle that numbs your toes.
So for this week’s One A Week Photo challenge, a gallery of beach photos to help me remember some of those great days.
A very late post inspired by Cee’s Black and White Challenge – wheel