By the sea

Easter Monday
Cold and grey
Dawned th’ traditional
Holiday
Undaunted, though
Piled in the car
Heading for the beach,
Afar
Along the way
We saw some snow
It isn’t Summer yet,
You Know
But clouds dispersed
And clear blue sky
Allowed the sun to shine
On high.

No paddling this time but, wrapped in my winter coat, hat and woollen shawl, I sat on the steps at the bottom of the sea wall just inches from the spray of breaking waves and gazed out at the expanse of sea and sky; pondering the infinity of the horizon. It kind of puts life in perspective!

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About Rosalie Squires

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