Down to the River Colne by Whitehouse Beach, heading home.
Views from a long summer’s Sunday afternoon walk.
On a long Sunday afternoon walk in the June-light, a short stop by a stream then followed down to the estuary.
If I want a break from the computer screen, I can be here in minutes. Another world, on my doorstep, the perfect tonic.
The air is crisp, the wind is cold and the sunlight has that midwinter sharpness – everything comes into focus. The joys of an early morning winter walk.