A proper eggs-toast-and-bacon breakfast at noon on the quietest january beach. We went for a long walk in the afternoon with the sun gleaming off the flat expanse of the sea, little pebbles at our feet, the dogs dragging driftwood.
In the afternoon we read and drank tea and sat by the window. Just a perfect little break for our brains these days.
Almost all the pictures I took yesterday at the beach were film shots. I'll share them soon.