Oh, but it was wonderful to be back on the sand, under the warming sun - now holding a promise of some Summer heat out to us. The air, the smell - the feeling was just sublime.
John disappeared to a sunny spot with a book, while James took off, as children on beaches do. Here he is playing at being King Canute - with no more success, but finding a seat "like a throne" in the rocks.
And I wandered along, looking at the rainbow of colours along the shoreline. Oh my, I must take hundreds of pictures of shells, or tangles of seaweed - I love the shapes, the colours - how every single one is different. I love the way the waves leave them carelessly scattered along the beach, and yet once you start to look, you notice that they are carefully positioned works of art - the Master stylist at work.
I never tire of being here - it is so completely and utterly refreshing, cleansing, uplifting...
But time moves on and boys are hungry, so we head home for tea.
Today, though, the light lingers well into the evening, we cannot resist a little stroll to watch the sun set.
Before heading home for the night.
A perfect day, I hope yours was too.