It appears that the snow has melted to puddles of water. Lots of them. Puddles and mud, everywhere - and the joy of jumping in them with wellington boots is long gone, sadly. But the sky has turned blue again, so that's alright. I went for another walk, with the dog this time (instead of my umberella) and across the beach - I'm glad I did.
For most of the time everything on the walk was perfectly normal, lovely, but normal. I took a few pictures - the quality of which seem to be deteriorating fast - chatted to the dog (I've been doing this an awful lot lately, maybe I'm going mad? I swear he can understand me) who was behaving very well, in fact I think I'm beginning to become his genuine pal. I guess the sea was the highlight of the day - that and not having to do football because of the waterlogged field. It wasn't its usual dull blue colour, instead a silver-white, with splashes of beautiful light blue. I'd only ever seen it that nice once before, about a year ago, from a far distance up near the pagoda on the island in the park. It looked so fragile, so calm, so still - so peaceful. It didn't flinch or rage where the jagged brown rocks tore through its surface - truly wonderful. To most, it would seem like nothing special, but I have lived here all my life, and a beautiful sight like that can be very rare.
Lady Solacia x
The birds nest in here^^
A small, cute shop that sells very nice (over-priced) things such as sherbet and Thomas the Tank Engine toys^^
I just couldn't resist taking yet another picture of the park^^
Where did you take the pictures
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