The last week has flown by – a delightful mix of long walks, fresh air, friendly people, good food and laughing down in Dorset during our few days away. One of my favourite things is walking along a beach, not so much when it’s sunny, but when it’s cold. I love empty beaches, with the bracing wind in your face. The roar of waves whilst you snuggle inside a warm coat, burying your ears beneath a woolen hat.
We visited Hive Beach, walking along the coastal path one way and returning via the beach (much harder work walking on the shingle!). Daniel’s grandfather used to take him and his brother out mackerel fishing on this beach, something that the locals have been doing here for hundreds of years, so it’s a special place for Daniel to visit.
There is something about the English coastline – a rawness that makes it beautiful in a different way to a sandy beach in an exotic location. We walked along the coastal path, where the sea buckthorn is just offering up its golden yellow flowers and then walked in the wash along the beach on the way back whilst Daniel skimmed stones and we (unsuccessfully) dodged the larger waves – ending up with sodden socks for some of the walk back.
Someone had suggested eating in the little cafe right on the beach at Hive Beach – it’s only a tiny little place with a little awning out front to protect people eating from the elements – but it was fabulous.
Another time when it would have been fabulous to have fury four legged friend to have joined us on our adventures!
As I am sat here with a cup of tea, writing this, I wish I was back on that beach walking along the shore surrounded by the fresh, salty air hand-in-hand with my husband.
Have a wonderful weekend people.
Lots of love Lucy’s Life x x x
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