Wednesday, 11 September 2013

A sojourn in Lorne

Is there anything nicer than a short sojourn, a quick break away from the everyday?


Even though the skies were grey and it rained now and then, the wind was balmy and the air was fresh with ocean mist against our skin.

We walked along the sand, digging holes and making sandcastles which were then washed away by a cheeky wave or two. Carefully treading through rock pools, the fading light of the day sheered off the water at angles straight into our eyes.

Where the sand met the land, the grass was impossibly green and as we stood in the heart of the inlet, we felt embraced by the headland.

A few days by the beach to blow the cobwebs of winter away.

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