Monday, 24 March 2014

life's a beach

A much needed break from routine- a trip to grandparents and the sea where the wind whipped our faces and left salty kisses behind, where we ran screaming from foaming waves which still lapped over into Wellington boots, where rock-pools lay glistening in the sun ready to catch with a splash the smallest one who fell in. The north Antrim coast and glens glinted in the March sunshine and held us as willing captives.

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