Not the clear sky foretold by the weather wizards, though a lovely early morning
nevertheless. Our first walk these ways since the beginning of spring;
through the summer dogs need to be on the lead, and anyway, the beach is often
rammed. This morning the beach was ours. Geoff ran in huge
circles, occasionally ducking into the sea or rolling in the sands, he
loves it here, from the moment we hit the sands he was off. Me? I just
soaked up, it was so peaceful, just the elements and us, a little
piece of wild to unwind in. Beautiful. The Isle of Purbeck retains a certain wild
magic all of it's own, ever present and almost tangible.
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