Days by the beach

I love the feel of wet sand between my toes, and leaving my footprints in it.I feels like I have made my mark on the earth in some small way. Chasing the waves as they go in and out, brings me back to childhood jaunts to the beach. Sunsets that appeared like an Monet painting across the sky. The setting sun reflected in the mirror of the ocean below, brings me such peace and takes my breath away.

Floppy sunhats being batted about by seabreezes, over the top of bigger than life tortoise shell patterned sunglasses. Laughter of children and beach towels wrapped about about them, warm from the sun above.The shades of blue found are unbelievable to me, as if Mother Nature has truly given us a gift of colours.

The beach was always better as the sun goes down, the heat of the day draining from the sand and the stillness that accompanies ending of an old day. The simple act of soaking up the last rays of sunlight, before it is done. I don’t always get a chance to go too the beach, but boy do I have fond memories of it.

Devon beaches amaze me, where the tide goes out so far, that makes you think you could possibly walk out on the horizon. Golden sands ready made for Seton’s sandcastles, decorated with pure white shells, that lasts until the tide suddenly makes an appearance, and it is gone within seconds, swallowed up by the sea.

Winter walks along the shingle beaches of West Sussex, that make me feel alive, with howling winds that clear any cobwebs from my head. The gentle sound of the waves crashing and seagulls crying on the wind. The changing landscape painting of the ocean as I enjoy a hot cup of tea, warming me up from my rambles, in a cozy tea room in Worthing.

I feel that the beach and the sea in general have always been a part of my life. I have lived on the coast all my life, and only when living as a Nanny in Petworth, West Sussex did I ever live inland. I admit when I lived in Petworth I went on trips to the seaside whenever I could, almost as if the ocean was pulling me to her everytime.

Days by the beach are truly magical times, never ever forgotten by me ever.

Ciao

Kitty-Kat xox

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