We’re back from our travels, and my heart is brimful of memories, not least of the wonderful sunsets. Why is it we take the time to watch them when on holiday, but so seldom do it at home?
I resolved to make more time for sunsets in my life – so on the first afternoon that we were back, we were down on our own beach – a little less exotic but no less beautiful, enjoying the amazing light show at the close of day as the dogs leaped with joy at our return.
Having animals to come back to always makes the end of a holiday easier. It may be wet, it may be cold, and it may be extremely muddy, but it’s still good to be back home. I’d like to bring you more photographs – of the white crocuses in pots on the front door step just opening, and daffodil buds pushing through the soil – but I have managed to drop the camera yet again (can you believe it?) and so those will have to wait a few days. But I hope to be back before long.
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