Unusually for a Sunday morning we galvanised ourselves this morning. The sun was shining and the forecast reckoned that the sun would be with us until lunchtime but not beyond. It was right, it’s now 1:30 pm and it’s chucking it down out there.

Not so this morning though. The sky was a beautiful blue and the wind was behaving itself for a change. We took the Landrover out to Cata Sand and walked the dogs over the dunes and onto Newark. The tide was against us but we managed to walk along tot he gap before Tresness and cross back to Cata whilst still keeping our feet dry.

We took a walk this morning – and why would you not, with the sky looking like this?
We went to Cata and the dogs came too, of course
Nell found her first ball of the day, a golf ball – gone astray from Fidge, no dount
Suzie promptly stole the golf ball
Signs of the past season
Signs of the new season
Many changes in the dunes, with old ones eroded and new ones being built
More wind erosion
Newark, looking to Tresness
Looking back towards Newark
Newark from the top of the dunes
Nell, just being Nell

It blew the cobwebs away and I am sure helped to lower our blood pressures. It was the recharge that we needed and gave Treacle some precious hours of peace with Nell out of the way.

I seem to have worked up a healthy appetite.

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