An arctic wind blew past last week, bringing sleet and snow, winter coats and woolly hats. Inside, the fire roared once more and banter rose up the chimney. Winter’s music had returned and we remembered the dance. A few days on we wonder if it really happened. We walk in short sleeves on the beach, listening to the song of the gulls and the gentle splash of waves on rock.
april wags her tail
before spring returns the sun
© Xenia Tran
Happy Monday everyone and we wish you all a wonderful new week!
With love from Eivor, Pearl and Xenia xxx
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Cameral: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, setting: iA, 1/200 s.
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