This time of year is my favourite time of year. The first sunny days. The first evenings when I can consider a walk with the dog after work in the daylight. The hopes and dreams of a long, warm, sunny summer stretching ahead of me.
Over the last couple of days we have made the most of the low tide sandy beach. The sand only appears at low low tides. And because it is rare it feels special. And different. And a little bit like being on holiday.