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The Best Time Of Year...

For a another trip down to the beach...

The blue skies tempted us out again today & although we haven't had any frost here - it has still been cold!

Lupschki watched us go while basking in the warmth of the sun in our living room window...


We joined the coastal path which is 10 minute's walk away...

The sky & sea just looked beautiful today...

The cottage on the beach.
 Now a holiday home owned by National Trust & it costs nearly £100 per night out of season & £300 a night in season!

An elderly brother & sister lived there before - they had lived there all their lives & the cottage was falling apart. 
They were tenants of NT & no work was done until they both had to left to go into care homes.
We're sure NT do good work, but they are certainly good at neglecting their tenants & they only pay their holiday cottage cleaners a little more than minimum wage.
(We were approached & turned them down)!

The path on to the beach...

Looking back up to the coastal path...

The peaceful beach...

We love it out of season...
Who needs the South of France - when we've got this!

We sat, ate our breakfast, breathed in the sea air & warmed in the sun...

And Sime took some nice photos...




Just being there lifts our spirits...

Then it's time for the journey back...

We took the steep lane...

Next time - we'll take the field...

Up & up...

And up...

The Roseland in the distance...

The midday sun...

Winter shadows...

Nearly home looking back at the beach...

There was a Robin in there somewhere...

Winter sun...

A little friend waiting for our return...

Another beautiful morning...
It's nice not working much at the moment!

Kay & Sime xx
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