By the time I have walked about four miles, my toes are screaming at me - it's the arthritis, you see. One of the joys of being that little bit older than I was. However, for a long time, I have been keen to walk along the beaches, and follow the coastal path, between Gullane and North Berwick. So, having worked out the tide times, I decided today was the day, and off we went. Below is our starting point, the bay at Gullane. It's a lovely beach, very popular with dog walkers. This is looking east, the direction Tilly and I were going to take. Looking back, up the Forth, the unmistakable bulk of Arthur's Seat, and Edinburgh's skyline, just clear enough to see. For most of the walk, there is the choice between wandering along a series of beaches, or following a path along the top of each. There's no denying it, at heart I am a shell-seeker. I have loads of shells at home. We lived on one of the out islands in the Bahamas for a just over a year, a lo
Yes, I too remember this flower from my childhood in Leicestershire. There was a brook running through our little village and the fields on either side used to be absolutely full of these pretty flowers (I called them 'Ladysmocks', so almost the correct name). Now I see them in clumps and swathes along the edges of fields here in Cornwall and it takes me right back to when I used to walk home from school past those pale lilac/blue fields.
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