The day started out a bit dismal, and deteriorated into rain and wind. The sea and sky blended into tones of grey together, and finally the horizon was blotted out with cloud.
I sat on this log, thinking of the little house someone had built with much thought and effort.
Did the children play in there, have a picnic, or drape a tarpaulin over it to keep out
the hot sun, drizzling rain, or salty wind?
I walked up the sand dunes and saw the darkening sky to the East.
Retreat to the wagon seemed to be a good idea, Hugh kept on walking !!!
Back home we lit the fire, bottled beetroot, and now time for a cup of coffee.
Quotation of the day, abridged, from Samuel Johnson,
“ The brightest sunshine of success is not without a cloud”
Cheers from Jean“