Autumn Beach Walk: Part One

Gracie and I set out amidst high winds and breaking clouds.

We headed north-west, with the wind behind us. The light was gorgeous.

The wind was so strong it blew Gracie's ears right back.

Beach huts such as this one spring up during the summer. Winter storms inevitably tear them down.

This part of the beach is pure sandstone.

An old dingy settles into the firmament.

More to come...


  1. Beautiful photos in both of your last couple of posts...thanks for sharing!

  2. What a beautiful set of photos Heather, thank you for brightening a wet, grey, chilly English morning for me.

  3. Thanks so much for these pictures. I live six hours from the Atlantic or the Gulf of Mexico and sometimes I simply ache to stand on a beach and take a deep breath.


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